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

Denis Florence McCarthy

The sweet-laden thoughts come, like bees, to abide in his heart as a hive.

Bright as the sunbeam’s light.

A gleam of hope through my black night broke,
Like a star’s bright form
Through a whistling storm,
Or the moon through a midnight oak.

Shone calm … like the moon in the midst of the night.

Vanished … like the body in the tomb.

Vanished … like the day branch in the fire.