Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.

Paul Laurence Dunbar

Cheered her soul like dew a dusty flower.

Fall, like the autumn-kissed leaf.

Flashing … like scimitar from its sheath.

Foremost in his mind,
Like the keen prow of some on-forging ship.

Stalks shine
Like the burnished spears of a field of gold.

Sweet as are the orchards, when the fruit is hanging ripe.

Warm as sun at noon’s high hour.