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| Black as the bear on Iskardoo. | 1 |
| Clung like a beast’s hide to his fleshless bones. | 2 |
| Craves to see thy face as the moon-blowing moon-flower’s swelling heart pines for the moon. | 3 |
| Ankles crossed as holy statues sit. | 4 |
| Eyes like a hind’s in love-time. | 5 |
| Sweet youthful face, fair as the moon at full. | 6 |
| Fleeter than hawk that ever flew. | 7 |
| Fleeting as joy of youth. | 8 |
Followed faithfully
As if ’twere his shadow. | 9 |
| Gleamed as the lightning glitters against the murky night. | 10 |
| Gleamed like a praying-carpet at the foot of those divinest altars. | 11 |
Glistened as still
As when on moonlit eves no zephyr spills the glistening dew. | 12 |
| True goodness is like the glow-worm in this, that it shines most when no eyes, except those of heaven, are upon it. | 13 |
| Govern the lips as they were palace doors, the King within. | 14 |
| Haggard and wan as slain men. | 15 |
| High as the herald-star. | 16 |
Irresistible as when from some tall peak into the plain
Thunder and smoke and crash the rolling rocks. | 17 |
| Linked like a river by ripples following ripples. | 18 |
| Like threads of silver seen through crystal beads let love through good deeds show. | 19 |
| The mind is like a sheet of white paper in this, that the impressions it receives the oftenest, and retains the longest, are black ones. | 20 |
| Motionless as the fixed rock. | 21 |
| Placid as Paradise. | 22 |
| Savage at heart as a tiger chained. | 23 |
| Slacken like a bow-string slipped. | 24 |
| Sealed sleep as water-lilies know. | 25 |
| Straight as a temple-shaft. | 26 |
| Sweet as the last smile of sunset. | 27 |
| Sweeter than the comb its sweetness. | 28 |
Teeth
Like pearls a merchant picks to make a string. | 29 |
| As tender as the murmur of the rain when great clouds gather. | 30 |
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