Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Glitter (Verb)
Glittering like an Eastern Caliph.
—Anonymous
Glittered like spun glass.
—Anonymous
Robes glitter like young sedge grass.
—Anonymous
Glittered in the gloom
Like a gilt epitaph within a tomb.
—Ambrose Bierce
Glittering, like a splendid wave that rises out of shapeless gloom.
—Laurence Binyon
Cold glitter as of ice.
—Thomas Carlyle
Glittered as if strewn with powdered pumice.
—Gabriel D’Annunzio
Glittering as snow in the sunshine.
—Alphonse Daudet
Glittered like dragon-flies.
—Dr. John Doran
Glittered like fish from the sweep-net.
—Alexandre Dumas, père
Glitters like a star.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Glitter like heaven new-born.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Glittered like dew.
—Ranger Gull
Glittering like a lost jewel, which some ill-fated wanderer might pick up, and thenceforth be haunted by strange phantoms of guilt, sinkings of the heart, and unaccountable misfortune.
—Nathaniel Hawthorne
Glittered and sparkled as if diamonds had been flung against it by the double handful.
—Nathaniel Hawthorne
Glitter like an angel’s ladder.
—Alfred Edward Housman
Glittering as a parterre.
—Victor Hugo
Glitters like a sea of light.
—Sigmund Krasinski
Glittered like a winter sun.
—Owen Meredith
Glittering as steel.
—Ouida
Eye glittered like rattlesnake’s.
—Charles Reade
Genius glittered like the gloriola of a saint.
—Charles Reade
Glittered like a sickle of tin.
—Edgar Saltus
Glittering like the spangled dewdrop.
—Sir Walter Scott
His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede.
—Richard Sheil
Glittering as the wine-bright jacinth-stone.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne
Glittering as wine.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne
Glittered like a bed of flowers.
—Alfred Tennyson
Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
—Alfred Tennyson
Glittered … like sleet-bound trees in wintry skies.
—John Trumbull
Glitter… like the bayonets of a regiment on parade.
—John. C. Van Dyke
Glitter … like the glass pendants of a chandelier.
—John. C. Van Dyke
They glitter in my fancy like the distant multihedral
Steeples, domes and sunlit turrets of some beautiful cathedral.
—Eugene Fitch Ware
Glittering like an argent shield.
—Oscar Wilde