Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases - Grenville Kleiser (web based ebook reader txt) 📗
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She walked like a galley-slave
She walks in beauty like the night
She was as brilliant, and as hard too, as electric light
She was silent, standing before him like a little statuesque figure
Shining like the dewy star of dawn
Shivering pine-trees, like phantoms
Showy as damask-rose and shy as musk
Shrill as the loon's call
Shrivel like paper thrust into a flame
Shy as the squirrel
Sights seen as a traveling swallow might see them on the wing
Silence deep as death
Silence now is brooding like a gentle spirit o'er the still and pulseless world
Silence that seemed heavy and dark; like a passing cloud
Sinks clamorous like mill-waters at wild play
Sits like the maniac on his fancied throne
Skies as clear as babies' eyes
Sleek and thick and yellow as gold
Slender and thin as a slender wire
Slowly as a tortoise
Slowly as the finger of a clock, her shadow came
Slowly moved off and disappeared like shapes breathed on a mirror and melting away
Slowly, unnoted, like the creeping rust that spreads insidious, had estrangement come
Small as a grain of mustard seed
Smooth as a pond
Smooth as the pillar flashing in the sun
Snug as a bug in a rug
Soaring as swift as smoke from a volcano springs
So elusive that the memory of it afterwards was wont to come and go like a flash of light
So my spirit beat itself like a caged bird against its prison bars in vain
Soft as a zephyr
Soft as sleep the snow fell
Soft as Spring
Soft as the down of the turtle dove
Soft as the landscape of a dream
Soft as the south-wind
Soft in their color as gray pearls
Soft vibrations of verbal melody, like the sound of a golden bell rung far down under the humming waters
Some gleams of feeling pure and warm as sunshine on a sky of storm
Some like veiled ghosts hurrying past as though driven to their land of shadows by shuddering fear
Some minds are like an open fire—how direct and instant our communication with them
Something divine seemed to cling around her like some subtle vapor
Something resistant and inert, like the obstinate rolling over of a heavy sleeper after he has been called to get up
Something sharp and brilliant, like the glitter of a sword or a forked flash of lightning
Sorrowful eyes like those of wearied kine spent from the plowing
[kine = cows]
Spread like wildfire
Squirrel-in-the-cage kind of movement
Stamping like a plowman to shuffle off the snow
Stared about like calves in a pen
Steadfast as the soul of truth
Steals lingering like a river smooth
Still as death
Stood like a wave-beaten rock
Straight as a ray of light
Straight as an arrow
Streamed like a meteor through the troubled air
Streamed o'er his memory like a forest flame
Streaming tears, like pearl drops from a flint
Striking with the force of an engine of destruction
Strong as a bison
Style comes, if at all, like the bloom upon fruit, or the glow of health upon the cheek
Subtle as jealousy
Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, flushing his brow
Sudden sprays of rain, like volleys of sharp arrows, rattled gustily against the windows
Suddenly, like death, the truth flashed on them
Sunbeams flashing on the face of things like sudden smilings of divine delight
Sunday mornings which seem to put on, like a Sabbath garment, an atmosphere of divine quietude
Supple and sweet as a rose in bloom
Sway like blown moths against the rosewhite flame
Sweet as a summer night without a breath
Sweet as music she spoke
Sweet as the rain at noon
Sweet as the smile of a fairy
Swift as a swallow heading south
Swift as lightning
Swift as the panther in triumph
Swifter than the twinkling of an eye
TTalking and thinking became to him like the open page of a monthly magazine
Tall lance-like reeds wave sadly o'er his head
That like a wounded snake drags its slow length along
The anemone that weeps at day-break, like a silly girl before her lover
The army blazed and glowed in the golden sunlight like a mosaic of a hundred thousand jewels
The army like a witch's caldron seethed
The beating of her heart was like a drum
The beauty of her quiet life was like a rose in blowing
The billows burst like cannon down the coast
The birds swam the flood of air like tiny ships
The boat cuts its swift way through little waves like molten gold and opal
The boom of the surf grew ever less sonorous, like the thunder of a retreating storm
The breast-plate of righteousness
The breathless hours like phantoms stole away
The breeze is as a pleasant tune
The calm white brow as calm as earliest morn
The camp fire reddens like angry skies
The chambers of the house were haunted by an incessant echoing, like some dripping cavern
The church swarmed like a hive
The city is all in a turmoil; it boils like a pot of lentils
The clouds that move like spirits o'er the welkin clear [welkin = sky]
The clustered apples burnt like flame
The colored bulbs swung noon-like from tree and shrub
The crimson close of day
The curl'd moon was like a little feather
The curling wreaths like turbans seem
The dark hours are swept away like crumbling ashes
The dark mass of her hair shook round her like a sea
The dawn is rising from the sea, like a white lady from her bed
The dawn had whitened in the mist like a dead face
The dawn with silver-sandaled feet crept like a frightened girl.
The day stunned me like light upon some wizard way
The day was sweeter than honey and the honey-comb
The day have trampled me like armed men
The dead past flew away over the fens like a flight of wild swans
The deep like one black maelstrom round her whirls
The deepening east like a scarlet poppy burnt
The desolate rocky hills rolled like a solid wave along the horizon
The dome of heaven is like one drop of dew
The dreams of poets come like music heard at evening from the depth of some enchanted forest
The eagerness faded from his eyes, leaving them cold as a winter sky after sunset
The earth was like a frying-pan, or some such hissing matter
The eternal sea, which like a childless mother, still must croon her ancient sorrows to the cold white moon
The evening sky was as green as jade
The excitement had spread through the whole house, like a piquant and agreeable odor
The excitement of the thought buoyed his high-strung temperament like a tonic
The feathery meadows like a lilac sea
The firm body like a slope of snow
The first whiff of reality dissipated them like smoke
The floor, newly waxed, gleamed in the candle-light like beaten moonbeams
The fragrant clouds of hair, they flowed round him like a snare
The gathering glory of life shone like the dawn
The gesture was all strength and will, like the stretching of a sea-bird's wings
The girl's voice rang like a bird-call through his rustling fancies
The glimmer of tall flowers standing like pensive moon-worshipers in an ecstasy of prayerless bloom
The guides sniffed, like chamois, the air
[chamois = extremely agile goat antelope]
The heavens are like a scroll unfurled
The hills across the valley were purple as thunder-clouds
The hoofs of the horses rang like the dumb cadence of an old saga
The hours crawled by like years
The hum of the camp sounds like the sea
The hurrying crowds of men gather like clouds
The ideas succeeded each other like a dynasty of kings
The impalpable presence of the new century rose like a vast empty house through which
no human feet had walked
The inexorable facts closed in on him like prison-warders hand-cuffing a convict
The lake glimmered as still as a mirror
The land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell
The land was like a dream
The level boughs, like bars of iron across the setting sun
The light of London flaring like a dreary dawn
The lights blazed up like day
The lilies were drooping, white, and wan, like the head and skin of a dying man
The mellowing hand of time
The melody rose tenderly and lingeringly like a haunting perfume of pressed flowers
The Milky Way lay like diamond-dust upon the robe of some great king
The monk's face whitened like sea-foam
The moon drowsed between the trees like a great yellow moth
The moon on the tower slept soft as snow
The moonbeams rest like a pale spotless shroud
The moonlight lay like snow
The moonlight, like a fairy mist, upon the mesa spreads
The mortal coldness of the soul, like death itself comes down
The mountain shadows mingling, lay like pools above the earth
The mountains loomed up dimly, like phantoms through the mist
The music almost died away, then it burst like a pent-up flood
The name that cuts into my soul like a knife
The nervous little train winding its way like a jointed reptile
The new ferns were spread upon the earth like some lacy coverlet
The night like a battle-broken host is driven before
The night yawned like a foul wind
The ocean swelled like an undulating mirror of the bowl of heaven
The old books look somewhat pathetically from the shelves, like aged dogs wondering why no one takes them for a walk
The old infamy will pop into daylight like a toad out of fissure in the rock
The penalty falls like a thunderbolt from heaven
The phrase was like a spear-thrust
The pine trees waved as waves a woman's hair
The place was like some enchanted town of palaces
The plains to northward change their color like the shimmering necks of doves
The poppy burned like a crimson ember
The prime of man has waxed like cedars
The public press would chatter and make odd ambiguous sounds like a shipload of monkeys in a storm
The purple heather rolls like dumb thunder
The rainbows flashed like fire
The river shouted as ever its cry of joy over the vitality of life, like a spirited boy before the face of inscrutable nature
The roofs with their gables like hoods
The roses lie upon the grass like little shreds of crimson silk
The satire of the word cut like a knife
The scullion with face shining like his pans
The sea reeled round like a wine-vat splashing
The sea-song of the trampling waves is as muffled bells
The sea spread out like a wrinkled marble floor
The sea, that gleamed still, like a myriad-petaled rose
The sea was as untroubled as the turquoise vault which it reflected
The setting of the sun is like a word of peace
The sharp hail rattles against the panes and melts on my cheeks like tears
The ships, like sheeted phantoms coming and going
The silence seemed to crush to earth like a great looking-glass and shiver into a million pieces
The silvery morning like a tranquil vision fills the world
The sky burned like a heated opal
The sky gleamed with the hardness and brilliancy of blue enamel
The sky was as a shield that caught the stain of blood and battle from the dying sun
The sky was clear and blue, and the air as soft as milk
The sky was like a peach
The sky where stars like lilies white and fair shine through the mists
The solid air around me there heaved like a roaring ocean
The solid mountains gleamed like the unsteady sea
The soul is like a well of water springing up into everlasting life
The sound is like a noon-day gale
The sound is like a silver-fountain that springeth in a golden basin
The sound of a thousand tears, like softly pattering wings
The sound of your running feet that like
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