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FIFTEEN THOUSAND USEFUL PHRASES BY GRENVILLE KLEISER- SECTION VIII STRIKING SIMILES (A to H)

 SECTION VIII


STRIKING SIMILES



A


A blind rage like a fire swept over him


A book that rends and tears like a broken saw


A breath of melancholy made itself felt

like a chill and sudden gust from some unknown sea


A cloud in the west like a pall creeps upward


A cloud like a flag from the sky


A cluster of stars hangs like fruit in the tree


A confused mass of impressions, like an old rubbish-heap


A cry as of a sea-bird in the wind


A dead leaf might as reasonably demand to return to the tree


A drowsy murmur floats into the air like thistledown


A face as imperturbable as fate


A face as pale as wax


A face tempered like steel


A fatigued, faded, lusterless air, as of a caged creature


A few pens parched by long disuse


A figure like a carving on a spire


A fluttering as of blind bewildered moths


A giant galleon overhead, looked like some misty monster of the deep


A glacial pang of pain like

the stab of a dagger of ice frozen from a poisoned well


A glance that flitted like a bird


A great moon like a red lamp in the sycamore


A grim face like a carved mask


A hand icily cold and clammy as death


A heart from which noble sentiments sprang like sparks from an anvil


A jeweler that glittered like his shop


A lady that lean'd on his arm like a queen in a fable of old fairy days


A life, a Presence, like the air


A life as common and brown and bare as the box of earth in the window there


A light wind outside the lattice swayed a branch of roses to and fro,


   shaking out their perfume as from a swung censer


A lightning-phrase, as if shot from the quiver of infallible wisdom


A list of our unread books torments some of us like a list of murders


A little breeze ran through the corn like a swift serpent


A little weed-clogged ship, gray as a ghost


A long slit of daylight like a pointing finger


A memory like a well-ordered cupboard


A mighty wind, like a leviathan, plowed the brine


A mind very like a bookcase


A mystery, soft, soothing and gentle, like the whisper of a child

murmuring its happiness in its sleep


A name which sounds even now like the call of a trumpet


A note of despairing appeal which fell

like a cold hand upon one's living soul


A purpose as the steady flame


A question deep almost as the mystery of life


A quibbling mouth that snapped at verbal errors

like a lizard catching flies


A radiant look came over her face,

like a sudden burst of sunshine on a cloudy day


A reputation that swelled like a sponge


A ruby like a drop of blood


A shadow of melancholy touched her lithe fancies,

as a cloud dims the waving of golden grain


A silver moon, like a new-stamped coin, rode triumphant in the sky


A slow thought that crept like a cold worm through all his brain


A smile flashed over her face, like sunshine over a flower


A soft and purple mist like a vaporous amethyst


A soft haze, like a fairy dream, is floating over wood and stream


A soul as white as heaven


A sound like the throb of a bell


A stooping girl as pale as a pearl


A sudden sense of fear ran through her nerves like the chill of an icy wind


A sweet voice caroling like a gold-caged nightingale


A thin shrill voice like the cry of an expiring mouse


A thing of as frail enchantment as the gleam of stars upon snow


A vague thought, as elusive as the smell of a primrose


A vanishing loveliness as tender as the flush of the rose leaf

and as ethereal as the light of a solitary star


A voice as low as the sea


A voice soft and sweet as a tune that one knows


A white bird floats there, like a drifting leaf


Against a sky as clear as sapphire


Age, like winter weather


Agile as a leopard


Agitated like a storm-tossed ship


Air like wine


All around them like a forest swept the deep and

empurpled masses of her tangled hair


All like an icicle it seemed, so tapering and cold


All my life broke up, like some great river's ice at touch of spring


All silent as the sheeted dead


All sounds were lost in the whistle of air humming by

like the flight of a million arrows


All that's beautiful drifts away like the waters


All the world lay stretched before him like the open palm of his hand


All unconscious as a flower


Alone, like a storm-tossed wreck, on this night of the glad New Year


An anxiety hung like a dark impenetrable cloud


An ardent face out-looking like a star


An ecstasy which suddenly overwhelms your mind like

an unexpected and exquisite thought


An envious wind crept by like an unwelcome thought


An ideal as sublime and comprehensive as the horizon


An immortal spirit dwelt in that frail body, like a bird in an outworn cage


An impudent trick as hackneyed as conjuring rabbits out of a hat


An indefinable resemblance to a goat


An isle of Paradise, fair as a gem


An old nodding negress whose sable head shined in the sun

like a polished cocoanut


An omnibus across the bridge crawls like a yellow butterfly


An undefined sadness seemed to have fallen about her like a cloud


An unknown world, wild as primeval chaos


An unpleasing strain, like the vibration of a rope drawn out too fast


And a pinnace like a flutter'd bird came flying from afar


And a tear like silver, glistened in the corner of her eye


And all our thoughts ran into tears like sunshine into rain


And at first the road comes moving toward me, like a bride waving palms


And Dusk, with breast as of a dove, brooded


And eyes as bright as the day


And fell as cold as a lump of clay


And her cheek was like a rose


And here were forests ancient as the hills


And many a fountain, rivulet, and pond,

as clear as elemental diamond, or serene morning air


And melting like the stars in June


And night, as welcome as a friend


And silence like a poultice comes to heal the blows of sound


And spangled o'er with twinkling points, like stars


And the smile she softly uses fills the silence like a speech


As a child in play scatters the heaps of sand

that he has piled on the seashore


As a cloud that gathers her robe like drifted snow


As a flower after a drought drinks in the steady plunging rain


As a leaf that beats on a mountain


As a lion grieves at the loss of her whelps


As a man plowing all day longs for supper and welcomes sunset


As a sea disturbed by opposing winds


As amusing as a litter of likely young pigs


As arbitrary as a cyclone and as killing as a pestilence


As austere as a Roman matron


As beautiful as the purple flush of dawn


As blind as a mole


As brief as sunset clouds in heaven


As bright as sunlight on a stream


As busy as a bee


As cattle driven by a gadfly


As chimney sweepers come to dust


As clear as a whistle


As clear as the parts of a tree in the morning sun


As close as oak and ivy stand


As delicate and as fair as a lily


As delightful to the mind as cool well-water to thirsty lip


As diamond cuts diamond


As direct and unvarying as the course of a homing bird


As distinct as night and morning


As dry as desert dust


As dumb as a fish


As easily as the sun shines


As easy as a turn of the hand


As elastic as a steel spring


As extinct as the dodo


As faint as the memory of a sound


As familiar to him as his alphabet


As fatal as the fang of the most venomous snake


As fleeting and elusive as our dreams


As foam from a ship's swiftness


As fresh and invigorating as a sea-breeze


As full of eager vigor as a mountain stream


As full of spirit as a gray squirrel


As gay and busy as a brook


As gently as the flower gives forth its perfume


As gently as withered leaves float from a tree


As graceful as a bough


As grave as a judge


As great as the first day of creation


As high as heaven


As I dropped like a bolt from the blue


As I dwelt like a sparrow among the spires


As if a door were suddenly left ajar into some world unseen before


As impossible as to count the stars in illimitable space


As in the footsteps of a god


As inaccessible to his feet as the clefts and gorges of the clouds


As inexorable as the flight of time


As innocent as a new laid egg


As iridescent as a soap bubble


As locusts gather to a stream before a fire


As mellow and deep as a psalm


As men strip for a race, so must an author strip for the race with time


As merry as bees in clover


As nimble as water


As one who has climbed above the earth's eternal snowline

and sees only white peaks and pinnacles


As pale as any ghost


As patient as the trees


As quick as the movement of some wild animal


As quiet as a nun breathless with adoration


As radiant as the rose


As readily and naturally as ducklings take to water


As reticent as a well-bred stockbroker


As ruthlessly as the hoof of a horse tramples on a rose


As shallow streams run dimpling all the way


As simple as the intercourse of a child with its mother


As sleep falls upon the eyes of a child

tired with a long summer day of eager pleasure and delight


As some vast river of unfailing source


As stars that shoot along the sky


As still as a stone


As stupid as a sheep


As sudden as a dislocated joint slipping back into place


As summer winds that creep from flower to flower


As supple as a step-ladder


As swaggering and sentimental as a penny novellete

                                               [novellete = short novel]


As swift as thought


As the accumulation of snowflakes makes the avalanche


As the bubble is extinguished in the ocean


As the dew upon the roses warms and melts the morning light


As the fair cedar, fallen before the breeze,

lies self-embalmed amidst the moldering trees


As the light straw flies in dark'ning whirlwinds


As the lightning cleaves the night


As the loud blast that tears the skies


As the slow shadows of the pointed grass mark the eternal periods


As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance


As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again


As though Pharaoh should set the Israelites

to make a pin instead of a pyramid


As unapproachable as a star


As weird as the elfin lights


As well try to photograph the other side of the moon


At extreme tension, like a drawn bow


Away he rushed like a cyclone


Awkward as a cart-horse



B


Babbling like a child


Balmy in manner as a bland southern morning


Be like the granite of thy rock-ribbed land


Beauteous she looks as a water-lily


Beautiful as the dawn, dominant as the sun


Beauty maddens the soul like wine


Beheld great Babel, wrathful, beautiful,

burn like a blood-red cloud upon the plain


Beneath a sky as fair as summer flowers


Bent like a wand of willow


Black as a foam-swept rock


Black his hair as the wintry night


Blithe as a bird               [blithe = carefree and lighthearted]


Bounded by the narrow fences of life


Bowed like a mountain


Breaking his oath and resolution like a twist of rotten silk


Breathed like a sea at rest


Bright as a diamond in the sun


Bright as a fallen fragment of the sky


Bright as the coming forth of the morning, in the cloud of an early shower


Bright as the sunbeams


Bright as the tear of an angel, glittered a lonely star


Brilliant and gay as a Greek


Brisk as a wasp in the sunshine


Brittle and bent like a bow


Bronze-green beetles tumbled over stones, and lay helpless on their backs

with the air of an elderly clergyman knocked down by an omnibus


Brown as the sweet smelling loam


Brute terrors like the scurrying of rats in a deserted attic


Buried in his library like a mouse in a cheese


Burns like a living coal in the soul


But across it, like a mob's menace, fell the thunder


But thou art fled, like some frail exhalation


Butterflies like gems



C


Calm as the night


Calm like a flowing river


Calm like a mountain brooding o'er the sea


Calmly dropping care like a mantle from her shoulders


Cast thy voice abroad like thunder


Charm upon charm in her was packed, like rose-leaves in a costly vase


Chaste as the icicle


Cheeks as soft as July peaches


Chill breath of winter


Choked by the thorns and brambles of early adversity


Cities scattered over the world like ant-hills


Cities that rise and sink like bubbles


Clear and definite like the glance of a child or the voice of a girl


Clear as a forest pool


Clear as crystal


Clenched little hands like rumpled roses, dimpled and dear


Cloud-like that island hung afar


Clouds like the petals of a rose


Cloudy mirror of opinion


Cold and hard as steel


Cold as the white rose waking at daybreak


Cold, glittering monotony like frosting around a cake


Collapsed like a concertina


Colored like a fairy tale


Companionless as the last cloud of an expiring storm

whose thunder is its knell


Consecration that like a golden thread

runs through the warp and woof of one's life

                                           [warp = lengthwise threads]

                                           [woof = crosswise threads]


Constant as gliding waters


Contending like ants for little molehill realms


Continuous as the stars that shine


Cowslips, like chance-found gold


Creeds like robes are laid aside


Creeping like a snail, unwillingly to school


Cruel as death


Curious as a lynx


Cuts into the matter as with a pen of fire



D


Dainty as flowers


Dance like a wave of the sea


Dark and deep as night


Dark as pitch


Dark trees bending together as though whispering secrets


Dazzling white as snow in sunshine


Deafening and implacable as some elemental force


Dear as remembered kisses after death


Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes


Dearer than night to the thief


Debasing fancies gather like foul birds


Deep as the fathomless sea


Deep dark well of sorrow


Delicate as nymphs


Delicate as the flush on a rose or the sculptured line on a Grecian urn


Denominational lines like stone walls


Dependency had dropped from her like a cast-off cloak


Despondency clung to him like a garment that is wet


Destructive as the lightning flash


Die like flies


Dip and surge lightly to and fro, like the red harbor-buoy


Disappearing into distance like a hazy sea


Dissatisfaction had settled on his mind like a shadow


Dissolve like some unsubstantial vision faded


Do make a music like to rustling satin


Dogging them like their own shadow


Dost thou not hear the murmuring nightingale

like water bubbling from a silver jar?


Drop like a feather, softly to the ground


Drowned like rats


Dull as champagne



E


Each like a corpse within its grave


Each moment was an iridescent bubble fresh-blown from the lips of fancy


Eager-hearted as a boy


Eager with the headlong zest of a hunter for the game


Ears that seemed as deaf as dead man's ears


Easy as a poet's dream


Emotions flashed across her face

like the sweep of sun-rent clouds over a quiet landscape


Eternal as the skies


Evanescent as bubbles                [evanescent  = vanishing like vapor]


Every flake that fell from heaven was like an angel's kiss


Every lineament was clear as in the sculptor's thought

                                     [lineament = characteristic feature]


Everyone on the watch, like a falcon on its nest


Every phrase is like the flash of a scimitar


Exploded like a penny squib


Eyes as deeply dark as are the desert skies


Eyes as luminous and bright and brown as waters of a woodland river


Eyes half veiled by slumberous tears,

like bluest water seen through mists of rain


Eyes like a very dark topaz


Eyes like deep wells of compassionate gloom


Eyes like limpid pools in shadow


Eyes like mountain water that o'erflowing on a rock



F


Faces pale with bliss, like evening stars


Fade away like a cloud in the horizon


Faint and distant as the light of a sun that has long set


Faintly, like a falling dew


Fair and fleet as a fawn


Fair as a star when only one is shining in the sky


Fallen like dead leaves on the highway


Falling away like a speck in space


Fanciful and extravagant as a caliph's dream


Fawning like dumb neglected lap-dogs


Felt her breath upon his cheek like a perfumed air


Fields of young grain and verdured pastures like crushed velvet


Fierce as a bear in defeat


Fierce as the flames


Fills life up like a cup with bubbling and sparkling liquor


Fit closely together as the close-set stones of a building


Fix'd like a beacon-tower above the waves of a tempest


Flame like a flag unfurled


Flap loose and slack like a drooping sail


Flashed with the brilliancy of a well-cut jewel


Fled like sweet dreams


Fleet as an arrow


Flitted like a sylph on wings


Flowers as soft as thoughts of budding love


Fluent as a rill, that wanders silver-footed down a hill


Fluid as thought


Fluttered like gilded butterflies in giddy mazes


Fragile as a spider's web


Free as the air, from zone to zone I flew


Free as the winds that caress


Fresh and unworn as the sea that breaks languidly beside them


Fresh as a jewel found but yesterday


Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail


Frightened like a child in the dark


Full-throated as the sea


Furious as eagles



G


Gazed like a star into the morning light


Glaring like noontide


Gleam like a diamond on a dancing girl


Glistening like threads of gold


Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid


Glittering like an aigrette of stars

                           [aigrette = ornamental tuft of upright plumes]


Gone astray as a sheep that is lost


Gone like a glow on the cloud at the close of day


Gone like tenants that quit without warning


Gorgeous as the hues of heaven


Grazing through a circulating library

as contentedly as cattle in a fresh meadow


Great scarlet poppies lay in drifts and heaps,

like bodies fallen there in vain assault



H


Hair as harsh as tropical grass and gray as ashes


Hangs like a blue thread loosen'd from the sky


Hard, sharp, and glittering as a sword


Harnessed men, like beasts of burden, drew it to the river-side


Haunts you like the memory of some former happiness


He began to laugh with that sibilant laugh

which resembles the hiss of a serpent

                                    [sibilant = producing a hissing sound]


He bent upon the lightning page like some rapt poet o'er his rhyme


He bolted down the stairs like a hare


He clatters like a windmill


He danced like a man in a swarm of hornets


He fell as falls some forest lion, fighting well


He fell down on my threshold like a wounded stag


He had acted exactly like an automaton


He lay as straight as a mummy


He lay like a warrior taking his rest


He lived as modestly as a hermit


He looked fagged and sallow, like the day   [fagged = worked to exhaustion]


He looked with the bland, expressionless stare of an overgrown baby


He played with grave questions as a cat plays with a mouse


He radiated vigor and abundance like a happy child


He sat down quaking like a jelly


He saw disaster like a ghostly figure following her


He snatched furiously at breath like a tiger snatching at meat


He spoke with a uniformity of emphasis

that made his words stand out like the raised type for the blind


He swayed in the sudden grip of anger


He sweeps the field of battle like a monsoon


He that wavereth is like a wave of the sea, driven with the wind and tossed


He turned on me like a thunder-cloud


He turned white as chalk


He wandered restlessly through the house, like a prowling animal


He was as splendidly serious as a reformer


He was as steady as a clock


He was as wax in those clever hands


He was bold as the hawk


He was so weak now, like a shrunk cedar white with the hoar-frost


Hearts unfold like flowers before thee


Heavy was my heart as stone


Heeled like an avalanche to leeward


Her arms like slumber o'er my shoulders crept


Her banners like a thousand sunsets glow


Her beauty broke on him like some rare flower


Her beauty fervent as a fiery moon


Her breath is like a cloud


Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud


Her cheeks were wan and her eyes like coals


Her dusky cheek would burn like a poppy


Her expression changed with the rapidity of a kaleidoscope


Her eyes as bright as a blazing star


Her eyes as stars of twilight fair


Her eyes, glimmering star-like in her pale face


Her eyes were as a dove that sickeneth


Her face changed with each turn of their talk,

like a wheat-field under a summer breeze


Her face collapsed as if it were a pricked balloon


Her face was as solemn as a mask


Her face was dull as lead


Her face was like a light


Her face was passionless,

like those by sculptor graved for niches in a temple


Her hair dropped on her pallid cheeks, like sea-weed on a clam


Her hair hung down like summer twilight


Her hair shone like a nimbus


Her hair was like a coronet


Her hands are white as the virgin rose that she wore on her wedding day


Her hands like moonlight brush the keys


Her head dropped into her hands like a storm-broken flower


Her heart has grown icy as a fountain in the fall


Her holy love that like a vestal flame had burned


Her impulse came and went like fireflies in the dusk


Her lashes like fans upon her cheek


Her laugh is like a rainbow-tinted spray


Her lips are like two budded roses


Her lips like a lovely song that ripples as it flows


Her lips like twilight water


Her little lips are tremulous as brook-water is

                                         [tremulous = timid or fearful]


Her long black hair danced round her like a snake


Her mouth as sweet as a ripe fig


Her neck is like a stately tower


Her pale robe clinging to the grass seemed like a snake


Her pulses flutter'd like a dove


Her skin was as the bark of birches


Her sweetness halting like a tardy May


Her two white hands like swans on a frozen lake


Her voice cut like a knife


Her voice like mournful bells crying on the wind


Her voice was like the voice the stars had when they sang together


Her voice was rich and vibrant, like the middle notes of a 'cello


Her words sounding like wavelets on a summer shore


Herding his thoughts as a collie dog herds sheep


Here and there a solitary volume greeted him

like a friend in a crowd of strange faces


Here in statue-like repose, an old wrinkled mountain rose


Hers was the loveliness of some tall white lily cut in marble,

splendid but chill


His bashfulness melted like a spring frost


His brow bent like a cliff o'er his thoughts


His cheeks were furrowed and writhen like rain-washed crags

                                                      [writhen = twisted]


His eyes blazed like deep forests


His eyes glowed like blue coals


His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like moldy hay


His face burnt like a brand


His face was glad as dawn to me


His face was often lit up by a smile like pale wintry sunshine


His fingers were knotted like a cord


His formal kiss fell chill as a flake of snow on the cheek


His fortune melted away like snow in a thaw


His glorious moments were strung like pearls upon a string


His indifference fell from him like a garment


His invectives and vituperations bite and flay like steel whips

                                       [invective = abusive language]

                                       [vituperation = abusive language]


His mind murmurs like a harp among the trees


His mind was like a lonely wild


His mind was like a summer sky


His nerves thrilled like throbbing violins


His retort was like a knife-cut across the sinews


His revenge descends perfect, sudden, like a curse from heaven


His spirits sank like a stone


His talk is like an incessant play of fireworks


His voice is as the thin faint song

when the wind wearily sighs in the grass


His voice rose like a stream of rich distilled perfumes


His voice was like the clap of thunder

which interrupts the warbling birds among the leaves


His whole soul wavered and shook like a wind-swept leaf


His words gave a curious satisfaction,

as when a coin, tested, rings true gold


Hopeful as the break of day


How like a saint she sleeps


How like a winter hath my absence been


How like the sky she bends over her child


Howling in the wilderness like beasts


Huge as a hippopotamus


Humming-birds like lake of purple fire


Hushed as the grave


Hushed like a breathless lyre


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