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

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

Lord Lyttelton


All my glories die, Like flowers transplanted to a colder sky.	1
Fade away like a thin vapory cloud.	2
Fair as the garden of God.	3
Plain good sense, like a dish of solid beef or mutton, is proper only for peasants; but a ragout of folly, well dressed with a sharp sauce of wit, is fit to be served up at an Emperor’s table.	4
Subtle as a snake.	5
Nor make to dangerous wit a vain pretense, But wisely rest content with modest sense; For wit, like wine, intoxicates the brain, Too strong for feeble women to sustain: Of those who claim it more than half have none; And half of those who have it are undone.	6
Hard is the fortune that your sex attends; Women, like princes, find few real friends: And who approach them their own ends pursue; Lovers and ministers are seldom true.	7
Witty Writings, when directed to serve the good ends of Virtue and Religion, are like the Lights hung out in a Pharos, to guide the Mariners safe through dangerous Seas; but the Brightness of those, that are impious or immoral, shines only to betray, and lead Men to Destruction.	8