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Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.

Pure

Pure as a Madonna.
—Anonymous

Pure as a plaster cast mummy with cement toes.
—Anonymous

Pure as a virgin’s kiss.
—Anonymous

Pure as crystal.
—Anonymous

Pure as Heaven’s snowy flake.
—Anonymous

Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light.
—Anonymous

Pure as love’s heart is.
—Anonymous

Pure as Memphian skies that never knew a storm.
—Anonymous

Pure as mountain dew.
—Anonymous

Pure as purest crystallization.
—Anonymous

Pure as the blush of maiden modesty.
—Anonymous

Pure as the dream of a child just descended from the heavens.
—Anonymous

Pure as the lily.
—Anonymous

Pure as the saints above.
—Anonymous

Pure as the pines.
—Anonymous

Pure as the unsullied wing of a bird.
—Anonymous

Pure and pointed as a star.
—Philip James Bailey

Pure as the dead.
—Philip James Bailey

Pure as the black of the eye.
—Philip James Bailey

As pure as the flame that burns upon an altar.
—Honoré de Balzac

Pure as the breth of a white male infant.
—Josh Billings

Pure az the utterances ov angells.
—Josh Billings

Pure as the dawn of Heaven’s unclouded day.
—Thomas Blacklock

Pure as the silver from the crucible.
—Robert Blair

As pure and glad as he whom first God in Eden placed.
—Robert Bridges (English)

Pure as the expanse of Heaven.
—Henry Brooke

Pure as blossoms, which are newly blowne.
—William Browne

Pure as the grapes in wine.
—Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Pure as chalk.
—Robert Browning

Pure as the Arctic fox that suits the snow.
—Robert Browning

Pure as buds before they blow.
—Michael Bruce

Pure as the sky.
—Edward Bulwer-Lytton

Pure as Psyche ere she grew a wife.
—Lord Byron

Pure as the prayer which
Childhood wafts above.
—Lord Byron

Pure as the first blush of day.
—Pedro Calderón de la Barca

As pure as gold yfined.
—Geoffrey Chaucer

Pure as the babe.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Pure as a Saint’s adoring sigh.
—George Darley

Pure as fire.
—Thomas Dekker

Pure … like aureole round the forehead of a saint.
—Aubrey De Vere

Pure as the stars in yon blue sky.
—Dr. John Doran

Pure as the breath of the fragrant pine.
—Julia C. R. Dorr

Pure as the angel forms above.
—Joseph Rodman Drake

Pure as winter snow.
—Francis A. Fahy

Pure as unwritten papers.
—John Ford

Pure as consecrated water.
—Théphile Gautier

Pure as the summer sun of Southern heaven.
—Sir William Schwenk Gilbert

Like Diana pure.
—Richard Glover

Pure like the heart of water,
You are pure like the core of earth.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Pure as smooth-carven marble.
—Ian Hamilton

Pure as the virgin who first led Agrippa.
—Nathaniel Hawthorne

Pure as infant’s brow.
—Paul Hamilton Hayne

Pure as the Hindoo’s votive lamp
On Ganges’ sacred tide.
—Mary E. Hewitt

Pure as the dew that filters through the rose.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes

Pure as the quarry’s whitest block.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes

Pure as starlight shall their deeds of daring glow.
—William Dean Howells

Pure as a burning ember.
—Victor Hugo

Pure as spirits.
—Victor Hugo

Pure as the thoughts of infant innocence.
—Dr. Samuel Johnson

Pure as ice-drop that froze on the mountain.
—John Keats

As pure from sin and stain, as his when Eden held his virgin heart.
—John Keble

Pure as the light of day.
—Kingsbury

Pure as purest vestal virgin.
—Sigmund Krasinski

Pure as buds before they blow.
—John Logan

Pure, as the charities of the skies.
—John Logan

Pure as the kiss that waked Endymion.
—George Mac-Henry

Pure as the white stars sweeping through the sky.
—Mahabharata

Pure as the wild white rain.
—Edwin Markham

Pure as the first opening of the blooms in May.
—John Marston

She is as pure, as good, and as beautiful as an angel.
—Guy de Maupassant

As pure as April’s snowdrops are.
—Owen Meredith

Pure as the snow-rob’d angel that guards the holy altar.
—William J. Mickle

Pure as sanctity’s best shrine.
—Thomas Middleton

Pure as the white clouds,
That sail around the moon.
—Mary Russell Mitford

Pure as a wreath of snow on April flowers.
—James Montgomery

Pure as angel thoughts.
—Thomas Moore

Pure as the young moon’s coronet.
—Thomas Moore

Pure as bright Aurora’s ray.
—George P. Morris

Pure as any maid.
—Lewis Morris

Pure as the pure in heart that shall see God.
—Dinah Maria Mulock

Pure as Cato’s daughter.
—Thomas Otway

Pure as the sunbeams gild the placid deep,
When zephyrs close their wings in listless sleep.
—Andrew Park

Pure as a bride’s blush.
—Coventry Patmore

Pure as the permeating fires
That smoulder in the opal’s veins.
—Coventry Patmore

Pure as the wishes breathed in prayer.
—Edgar Allan Poe

Pure as the summer skies.
—Winthrop Mackworth Praed

Pure and chaste as the falling snow.
—T. Buchanan Read

Pure as any gowan [daisy].
—H. Riddell

As pure and clear as the cherry-blossoms blow in the land of Thus-and-So.
—James Whitcomb Riley

Pure as a joyous prayer.
—James Whitcomb Riley

Pure as the dove.
—Christina Georgina Rossetti

Pure as virgin purity.
—Christina Georgina Rossetti

As pure as a mountain spring.
—John Ruskin

Pure as thoughts that thrill a saint.
—A. J. Ryan

Pure as grace.
—William Shakespeare

Pure as sin with baptism.
—William Shakespeare

Pure as speechless infancy.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley

Pure as an infant’s thoughts.
—Robert Southey

Pure and painless as a virgin’s dreams.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as at the daydawn of the world.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as faith.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as Eden’s dew.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Desire pure as babe’s that nestles toward the breast.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as fire or flowers or snows.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as heaven.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as love’s heart is.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as one purged of pain that passion bore.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as the dawn and the dew.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as the depth of pain.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as the wind and the sun.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as truth.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne

Pure as morns of Paradise.
—Bayard Taylor

Purer than snow.
—Old Testament

Pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
—Old Testament

Pure as the breath of dawn.
—Celia Thaxter

Pure,
As is the lily or the mountain snow.
—James Thomson

Pure as the snowy leaves that fold
Over the flower’s heart of gold.
—Henry Van Dyke

Pure as melting dew.
—Garcilaso de la Vega

Pure as the snowflake ere it falls and takes the stain of earth.
—Alaric A. Watts

Pure as Angel-worship.
—John Greenleaf Whittier

Pure as the mountains of perpetual snow.
—William Winter

Pure as nature is.
—William Wordsworth