Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Fled
The tyrant from our shore, like a forbidden demon, fled.
—Mark Akenside
Fled, like the raven from the bird of Jove.
—Mark Akenside
Fled like leaves on the gale.
—Anonymous
Fled, like rats from a sinking ship.
—Anonymous
Sorrow fled on fleeting pinions, like the icy breath of winter that spring zephyrs waft away.
—Anonymous
Fly around like a bat in the twilight.
—Björnstjerne Björnson
Fled from his thoughts like a sickly dream.
—Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Like a passing thought, she fled.
—Robert Burns
Fled like frighted doos.
—Robert Burns
Fled like crows when they smell powder.
—Samuel Butler
Fled like a dream.
—William Cowper
Each quiet day has fled like the same moth, returning with slow wing, and pausing in the sunshine.
—George Eliot
Like murder, chas’d by conscience, fled.
—Ebenezer Elliott
Fled like the flood’s foam.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
Fled as soon as fleet the violets.
—Haroma
Fled like a felon.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes
Fled like a Parthian.
—Victor Hugo
Fled like a dusky cloud.
—Rudyard Kipling
Fled like the mist of Cona.
—James Macpherson
Fled, as the dawn clouds flee before the sun.
—John Payne
Fled like shadows.
—Petrarch
Fled, as fogs disperse before the god of day.
—Charles Reade
Fled like a mist before the radiant day.
—Earl of Roscommon
Fled at will, as in a wingèd chariot.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fled
Like insect tribes before the northern gale.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fled,
Like the brief glory which dark Heaven inherits
From the false dawn, which fades ere it is spread
Upon the night’s devouring darkness.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fled
Like vultures frightened from Imus
Before an earthquake’s tread.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fledde like a beest.
—John Skelton
Like spectres from the sight of morning, fled.
—Robert Southey
Fled like a glittering rivulet to the tarn.
—Alfred Tennyson
As flies the shadow of a bird, she fled.
—Alfred Tennyson
My best years have fled away, like dreams, or like a minstrel’s lay.
—Walter von der Vogelweide
Fled away like a dream.
—John Wesley
Fled like a flash of light.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Fled, as time will in a dream.
—N. P. Willis
Fled as fast as doth the haunted fawn.
—William Wordsworth
Fled
Like vapour, like a towering cloud, dissolved.
—William Wordsworth