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I wandered aimlessly in Old Man Donovan's farm, hearingthe wind blowing hard in the woods.I wandered aimlessly in Old Man Donovan's farm, hearingthe wind whistling in the woods, as if mourning for hisdeath.7. I realized that the day when we sat together chatting witheach other came to...
As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to th' vale." Here are two similes, of the right Shakespeare mintage. As metaphors...
). Just turn your simile into ametaphor. Take the sentence, “His head is like a baloney.” I know. I want to punch myself right now for writing that. Writing that loathsome sentence has made me more stupider, and I am afraid I shall never recover unless I fix it....