Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Mrs. Norton
Faint and forlorn … like the breath of a spirit sighing.Holy as heaven a mother’s tender love.An echo returned on the cold gray morn, Like the breath of a spirit sighing.Soars, like a wild bird from a cypress bough, into the poets’ heaven.A softness like the atmosphere of dreams.Vanished like the feathery snow in summer’s running brooks.
