As children discoverd bugbears.
| Black as death.|| 2|
Like tints in an immortal gem.
| Blushd like the waves of hell.|| 4|
| His brow was like the deep when tempest tossd.|| 5|
Like mans vain glory, and his vainer troubles.
| Buoyant as wings.|| 7|
|Carelessly as hurls the moth her wing|
Against the light wherein she dies.
| Carnationd like a sleeping infants cheek.|| 9|
| Sheds a charm, like to the fabled Cythereas zone, binding all things with beauty.|| 10|
| Clung like a cuirass to his breast.|| 11|
like voices of the gods from Bolotoo.
| Crowding like the waves of ocean, one on the other.|| 13|
| Dancing like dervishes, who turn as on a pivot.|| 14|
| Dark as a sullen cloud before the sun.|| 15|
| Dashed on like a spurrd blood-horse in a race.|| 16|
| Dearas his native song to Exiles ears.|| 17|
| Death is like sleep; and sleep shuts down our lids.|| 18|
| Parting day|
Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues
With a new colour as it gasps away,
The last still loveliest, tilltis gone, and all is gray.
| Difficult as a beginning.|| 20|
| Droopd as the willow when no winds can breathe.|| 21|
| As fair a thing as eer was formd of clay.|| 22|
| Fair as the crowning rose of the whole wreath.|| 23|
| Fair, as the first that fell of womankind.|| 24|
| Far as mortal eye can compass sight.|| 25|
| Fell as thick as harvests beneath hail.|| 26|
| In files they lay,|
Like the mowers grass at the close of day.
| Firm as a fortress.|| 28|
| Flutters as wingd with joy.|| 29|
| Fresh as a nursing mother.|| 30|
| Furious as a favored child|
Balked of its wish.
| Gather like a locusts crew.|| 32|
| Gather like night-dew.|| 33|
| Gleams, like a seraph from the sky descending.|| 34|
| Glide like happiness away.|| 35|
As if her veins ran lightning.
|The heart is like the sky, a part of heaven;|
But changes, night and day, too, like the sky;
Now oer it clouds and thunder must be driven,
And darkness and destruction as on high;
But when it hath been scorchd and piercd and riven,
Its storms expire in water-drops; the eye
Pours forth, at last, the hearts blood turnd to tears.
| Heaves like a long-swept wave about to break.|| 38|
|Hewd away, like doctors of theology|
When they dispute with sceptics.
| Howld for help as wolves do for a meal.|| 40|
| A small drop of ink,|
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
| Light as a Nereid in her ocean sledge.|| 42|
| Tender light, like the first moonrise of midnight.|| 43|
|Lone as the corse within its shroud,|
Loneas a solitary cloud,
A single cloud on a sunny day,
While all the rest of heaven is clear.
| Lovely as Love.|| 45|
| Lulld like the depth of ocean when at rest.|| 46|
|Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare,|
And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
| Melt, like man, to Time.|| 48|
| Merry as a marriage bell.|| 49|
|The mind, that broods oer guilty woes,|
Is like the Scorpion girt by fire,
In circle narrowing as it glows,
The flames around their captive close
. . . . . . .
So writhes the mind Remorse hath riven,
Unfit for earth, undoomd for heaven,
Darkness above, despair beneath,
Around it flame, within it death.
|Mournfulbut mournful of anothers crime,|
She lookd as if she sat by Edens door,
And grieved for those who could return no more.
|The muse, like mortal females, may be wood:|
In turns shell seem a Paphian, or a prude;
Fierce as a bride when first she feels affright,
Mild as the same upon the second night;
Wild as the wife of alderman or peer,
Now for his grace, and now a grenadier.
|I have seen some nations like overloaded asses,|
Kick off their burdens, meaning the higher classes.
Like the eternal thunders of the deep.
| Perpendicular like poplars.|| 55|
| Pierced like pard by hunters steel.|| 56|
| Proportioned like the columns of the temple.|| 57|
| Proud as a freeborn peasant.|| 58|
| Proved like steel in tempering fire.|| 59|
| Pure as Psyche ere she grew a wife.|| 60|
|Pure as the prayer which|
Childhood wafts above.
| Rich as Stambouls diadem.|| 62|
| Rippled like flowing waters by the wind.|| 63|
| Rising like water-columns from the sea.|| 64|
| Roared and murmured like a mountain stream dashing or winding as its torrent strays.|| 65|
| Secret as the grave.|| 66|
| Serene as night.|| 67|
| Shone as seraphs shine.|| 68|
| Shines like a phosphoric sea.|| 69|
| Shines like snow.|| 70|
As ever started through a sea-birds bill.
| Shun her like garlic.|| 72|
| Dante sleeps afar,|
Like Scipio, buried by the upbraiding shore.
| Slow, like water-lilies floating down a rill.|| 74|
| Soft as the callow cygnet in its nest.|| 75|
| Soft as the gentler breathing of the lute.|| 76|
| Soft as the houri strings his long entrancing note.|| 77|
| Soft as the melody of youthful days.|| 78|
| Soft as the memory of buried love.|| 79|
| Soft as the unfledged birdling when at rest.|| 80|
| Solemn, like the cloudy groan of dying thunder on the distant wind.|| 81|
| Sped like meteors through the sky.|| 82|
| Sprang as from a sudden trumpets clang.|| 83|
| Still as a statue.|| 84|
| Surge, like hope upon a deathbed.|| 85|
| Sounds sweet as if a sisters voice reproved.|| 86|
| Voice swells up like mutterd thunder.|| 87|
| Swerved as from a blow.|| 88|
| Tender light, like the first moonrise of midnight.|| 89|
| Thrill like his lyre-strings.|| 90|
Like the death-watch, within our ears the ills
Past, present, and to come.
| Transient as the inconstant sigh.|| 92|
|Transmitted, like the Lord Mayors barge,|
To the next comer.
| As true as a shepherd to his flock.|| 94|
like the remembered tone of a mute lyre.|| 95|
| Unheeded as if life were oer.|| 96|
| Unknown as bells within a Turkish steeple.|| 97|
As for a brook to cope with oceans flood.
| Vanished like a corpse-light from a grave.|| 99|
| Vary like the rainbows hue.|| 100|
| His voice is like the rising storm.|| 101|
| Voluptuous as the first approach of sleep.|| 102|
| She walks in beauty like the night|
Of cloudless climes and starry skies.
| Welcome as Eden.|| 104|
| White as a white sail on a dusky sea.|| 105|
| Yearnd as the captive toiling at escape.|| 106|