Figurative Language 1

The fountain tossed its water, up and up, like silver marbles.

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The oil upon the puddles dries to colors like a peacock's eyes.

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How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life, a spatter of rust on its polished steel!

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You glow in my heart like the flames of uncounted candles.

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My heart is a nest that had song-birds in it.

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A year has gone as the tortoise goes, heavy and slow.

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The ship of my soul is rolling to port at last.

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She is as sad as the sea-bird going forth alone

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Who throws their money around like dandelions into the sunlight?

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Untrue friends, your words are ashes.

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