13 Metaphors for buttoning

Button the coat, and insert in the neck any vegetable you choose, so that it be large enough, (one of the drum-head species is the best,) and finish with a hat You will then find, doubtless to your surprise and delight, that you have a man, or an excellent substitute for one, equal, if not superior to the genuine article, warranted to be always pleased with his dinner, and never, necessarily, in the way.

But he knows that he is from South Carolinain fact, his buttons are sufficient proof of that.

It[em], her eyestwo buttons made of iett; Her lipps gumd taffety that will not frett; Her cheeks are changeable, as I suppose, Carnation and white, lyllie and rose.

With one hand he was fingering a large brass button, which figured conspicuously in the centre of his small waistcoat, and this button was the subject of his theme.

Upon this occasion, a Ladrone, who had been once to England and spoke a few words of English, came to the chief, and told him we were really Englishmen, and that we had plenty of money, adding that the buttons on my coat were gold.

Then he read the description again: "'A suit of white velvet embroidered with seed pearls, and literally blazing with jewels,even the buttons being great brilliants.

All the buttons of my great coat were twenty-franc pieces; I gave him one: he asked if they had brought the wine, and soon afterwards I heard a turnkey say, "Father Moiselet, I have taken up two bottles for you."

Let William Button be the one red spot that predominated vastly over the green influences by which he was surrounded.

And there was, amang the squire's papers, a copy o' the notice that was prented after he was lost, when the ald squire thought he might 'a run away, or bin took by gipsies, and it said he had a green-hefted knife wi' him, and that his buttons were o' cut jet.

she wore a white cambric handkerchief, knotted about her throat, and the two ends brought into subjection by means of a little angular-headed gold pin, her sole ornament, and a relic of her old father's days of widowhood, when buttons were precarious tenures.

How she managed to tear her dress off the waist, and loose five boot buttons, and last, but not least, the very hat she wore on her head, would have been a mystery if you hadn't seen her run.

Worsted shoes were eight shillings a pair, and buttons were a shilling a dozen.

These buttons were emerald in colour and gave me a new idea.

13 Metaphors for  buttoning