A Dictionary of SimilesLittle, Brown,, 1916 - 488 pages |
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... sweet - laden thoughts come , like bees , to abide in his heart as a hive . - D. F. MCCARTHY . Ability . Native ability without education is like a tree without fruit . - ARISTIPPUS . Natural abilities are like natural plants , that ...
... sweet - laden thoughts come , like bees , to abide in his heart as a hive . - D. F. MCCARTHY . Ability . Native ability without education is like a tree without fruit . - ARISTIPPUS . Natural abilities are like natural plants , that ...
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... sweet pain Like a sealed fountain , charged with rain , That longs to sing in the summer air , Yet faints in the caverns of despair . -T . BUCHANAN READ . Acrobats . A troupe of acrobats is like a com- bination to a safe : both have ...
... sweet pain Like a sealed fountain , charged with rain , That longs to sing in the summer air , Yet faints in the caverns of despair . -T . BUCHANAN READ . Acrobats . A troupe of acrobats is like a com- bination to a safe : both have ...
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... sweet raisins . If this order had been ob- served in thy discourse , that inter- lacing sour taunts with sugared counsel , bearing as well a gentle rein as using a hard snaffle , than mightest have done more with the whisk of a wand ...
... sweet raisins . If this order had been ob- served in thy discourse , that inter- lacing sour taunts with sugared counsel , bearing as well a gentle rein as using a hard snaffle , than mightest have done more with the whisk of a wand ...
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... Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venom- ous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . SHAKESPEARE . Advertising . Doing business without advertising is like winking at a girl in the dark . You know ...
... Sweet are the uses of adversity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venom- ous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head . SHAKESPEARE . Advertising . Doing business without advertising is like winking at a girl in the dark . You know ...
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... sweet bewildering pain , Like flowers in the wind and rain . -THOMAS ASHE . Bewitching . Bewitching like the wanton mer- maid's ' s song . SHAKESPEARE . Bible . Like the needle to the North Pole , the Bible points to heaven . - R. B. ...
... sweet bewildering pain , Like flowers in the wind and rain . -THOMAS ASHE . Bewitching . Bewitching like the wanton mer- maid's ' s song . SHAKESPEARE . Bible . Like the needle to the North Pole , the Bible points to heaven . - R. B. ...
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ANON BALZAC BAYARD TAYLOR BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER Beautiful bird Black blue Blush breath Bright BUCHANAN READ BULWER-LYTTON BURNE BYRON C. G. ROSSETTI Calm CARLYLE CHARLES READE cheeks Clear cloud Cold continued D. G. ROSSETTI Dark dawn dead DICKENS doth dream DRYDEN DUMAS E. B. BROWNING ELIZA COOK eyes Fade Fair fire flame flash flower Fresh GEORGE ELIOT GEORGE MEREDITH GERALD MASSEY Gleam Glow heart heaven HENRY HOOD HUGO IBID JAMES MONTGOMERY JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY JEAN INGELOW JOHN JOSEPH CONRAD KEATS KIPLING leaf light lips LONGFELLOW LYLY moon morning night O. W. HOLMES o'er OLD TESTAMENT OUIDA P. J. BAILEY Pale PÈRE PROVERB R. D. BLACKMORE rain RICHARD ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT BURTON rose SAMUEL BUTLER shadow SHAKE SHAKESPEARE SHELLEY shine smile snow Soft SOUTHEY SPEARE spring stars summer Sweet Swift SWINBURNE TENNYSON THOMAS MOORE tree wave White WHITTIER wild WILLIAM wind wings WORDSWORTH
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Page 252 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Page 456 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 197 - A Birthday MY heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot ; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea ; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me.
Page xii - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, — then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; — The hour approaches Tarn maun ride ; That hour, o...
Page 444 - BEHOLD, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's 116 beard : that went down to the skirts of his garments; As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.
Page 198 - Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field ; the which when a man hath found, he hideth, and for joy thereof goeth and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field.
Page 297 - Fir'd at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind : But more...
Page 293 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Page 114 - For man also knoweth not his time : as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare ; so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.
Page 261 - The sting she nourish'd for her foes, Whose venom never yet was vain, Gives but one pang, and cures all pain, And darts into her desperate brain...