Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Mild
Mild and peaceful as Socrates.
—Anonymous
Mild as the ev’ning’s humid ray.
—Thomas Blacklock
Mild as an English summer lingering on the brink of autumn.
—Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Mild,
As a mother with her child.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Mild as an emulsion.
—George Colman, the Younger
Mild as any lamb that ever pastured in the fields.
—Charles Dickens
Mild as any maid.
—Michael Drayton
Mild as the gentlest season of the year.
—Francis Fawkes
Mild as the dove ey’d morn awakes the May.
—Elijah Fenton
As mild and humble in her thoughts,
As was Aspasia unto Cyprus.
—Robert Greene
Mild as the voice of comfort to despair.
—Walter Harte
Mild as summer’s mildest shower.
—Reginald Heber
Mild as sighing saints.
—Aaron Hill
Mild as moonbeams crazed with murderous hates.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes
Mild,
Like the soft snoring of a child.
—Thomas Hood
Mild as a star in water.
—John Keats
Mild
As grazing ox unworried in the meads.
—John Keats
Mild eye like the dawn.
—Charles Joseph Kickham
Mild, as the never wrathful dove.
—John Langhorne
Mild as a saint whose errors are forgiven.
—William Livingston
Mild as the zephyr, like zephyr that throws
Its sweets on the sweet-breathing May.
—Edward Lovibond
Mild as the call of spring to buried flowers.
—George Mac-Henry
Mild as milk.
—James. C. Mangan
Mild as an evening heaven around Hesper bright.
—George Meredith
Mild as the April eve.
—William J. Mickle
Mild, as when Zephyrus or Flora breathes.
—John Milton
Mild, like the hour of the setting sun.
—Ossian
Mild as the moon’s light.
—John Payne
Mild as the lamb.
—Ambrose Philips
Mild as the moon.
—James Robinson Planché
Mild as May.
—Alexander Pope
Mild as op’ning gleams of promised heav’n.
—Alexander Pope
Mild as the murmurs of the Bird of Woe.
—Mrs. Mary Robinson
Mild as a dove.
—William Shakespeare
Mild as the opening morn of May.
—William Shenstone
As Juno mild.
—Sir Philip Sidney
Mild as the murmuring of Hymettian bees
And honied as their harvest.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne
Mild as very sleep.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne
All mild and gentle as the silver moon
Sitting heaven’s blue aboon.
—Esaias Tegner
Mild as the kisses of connubial love.
—Henry Kirke White
Mild as the murmurs of the moonlight wave.
—Henry Kirke White
Mild as the opening morn’s serenest ray.
—William Whitehead
Mild as the close of summer’s softest day.
—William Whitehead
Mild as Mr. Tupper’s precepts.
—William Winter