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

Coventry Patmore

Her beauties were like sunlit snows,
Flush’d but not warm’d with my desire.

Fresh as Spring.

Prattles like a child at play.

Pure as a bride’s blush.

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

Shock my spirit … like the vibration of a bell.

Sweet and white
As the most heretofore sin-spotted Soul.