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Laboring like a giant Languid streams that cross softly, slowly, with a sound like smothered weeping Laughter like a beautiful bubble from the rosebud of baby-hood Laughter like the sudden outburst of the glad bird in the tree-top Lazy merchantmen that crawled like flies over the blue enamel of the sea Leapt like a hunted stag Let his frolic fancy play, like a happy child Let in confusion like a whirling flood Let thy mouth murmur like the doves Life had been arrested, as the horologist, with interjected finger, arrests the beating of the clock [horologist = one who repairs watches] Life stretched before him alluring and various as the open road Life sweet as perfume and pure as prayer Light as a snowflake Lights gleamed there like stars in a still sky Like a ball of ice it glittered in a frozen sea of sky Like a blade sent home to its scabbard Like a blast from a horn Like a blast from the suddenly opened door of a furnace Like a blossom blown before a breeze, a white moon drifts before a shimmering sky Like a bright window in a distant view Like a caged lion shaking the bars of his prison Like a calm flock of silver-fleeced sheep Like a cloud of fire Like a cold wind his words went through their flesh Like a crowd of frightened porpoises a shoal of sharks pursue Like a damp-handed auctioneer Like a deaf and dumb man wondering what it was all about Like a dew-drop, ill-fitted to sustain unkindly shocks Like a dipping swallow the stout ship dashed through the storm Like a distant star glimmering steadily in the darkness Like a dream she vanished Like a festooned girdle encircling the waist of a bride Like a flower her red lips parted Like a game in which the important part is to keep from laughing Like a glow-worm golden Like a golden-shielded army Like a great express train, roaring, flashing, dashing head-long Like a great fragment of the dawn it lay Like a great ring of pure and endless light Like a great tune to which the planets roll Like a high and radiant ocean Like a high-born maiden Like a jewel every cottage casement showed Like a joyless eye that finds no object worth its constancy Like a knight worn out by conflict Like a knot of daisies lay the hamlets on the hill Like a lily in bloom Like a living meteor Like a locomotive-engine with unsound lungs Like a long arrow through the dark the train is darting Like a mirage, vague, dimly seen at first Like a miser who spoils his coat with scanting a little cloth [scanting = short] Like a mist the music drifted from the silvery strings Like a moral lighthouse in the midst of a dark and troubled sea Like a murmur of the wind came a gentle sound of stillness Like a noisy argument in a drawing-room Like a pageant of the Golden Year, in rich memorial pomp the hours go by Like a pale flower by some sad maiden cherished Like a poet hidden Like a river of molten amethyst Like a rocket discharging a shower of golden stars Like a rose embower'd in its own green leaves Like a sea of upturned faces Like a shadow never to be overtaken Like a shadow on a fair sunlit landscape Like a sheeted ghost Like a ship tossed to and fro on the waves of life's sea Like a slim bronze statue of Despair Like a snow-flake lost in the ocean Like a soul that wavers in the Valley of the Shadow Like a stalled horse that breaks loose and goes at a gallop through the plain Like a star, his love's pure face looked down Like a star that dwelt apart Like a star, unhasting, unresting Like a stone thrown at random Like a summer cloud, youth indeed has crept away Like a summer-dried fountain Like a swift eagle in the morning glare breasting the whirlwind with impetuous flight Like a thing at rest Like a thing read in a book or remembered out of the faraway past Like a tide of triumph through their veins, the red, rejoicing blood began to race Like a triumphing fire the news was borne Like a troop of boys let loose from school, the adventurers went by Like a vaporous amethyst Like a vision of the morning air Like a voice from the unknown regions Like a wandering star I fell through the deeps of desire Like a watch-worn and weary sentinel Like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed Like a whirlwind they went past Like a withered leaf the moon is blown across the bay Like a world of sunshine Like a yellow silken scarf the thick fog hangs <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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