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You call her ugly because you do not see her beauty. Paradiastole
I've got to catch the worm tomorrow. Metalepsis
Never give in — never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, Antithesis
never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense.
States like these, and their terrorist allies, constitute an axis of evil, arming to threaten
the peace of the world.
Five years have passed; Enjambment, anaphora
Five summers, with the length of
Five long winters! and again I hear these waters
I wandered lonely as a cloud Alliteration
that floats on high o’er vales and hills.
This is not Romeo, he’s some other where. Tmesis (?)
“For the time being,” he explains, “it had been found necessary to make a readjustment Euphemism
of rations.”
His eye met hers as she sat there paler and whiter than anyone in the vast ocean of Synecdoche
anxious faces about her.
The Greeks are strong, and skillful to their strength, fierce to their skill, and to their Polyptoton
fierceness valiant
He was no gentle lamb, and the part of second fiddle would never do for the high- Litotes
pitched dominance of his nature.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, Anaphora
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Then they came in. Two of them, a man with long fair moustaches and a silent dark Metonymy
man... Definitely, the moustache and I had nothing in common.
They seemed to think the opportunity lost, if they failed to point the conversation to me, Pun
every now and then, and stick the point into me.
I should have known it: The task is simply too difficult. Cataphora
Mow the beard, Catachresis 
Shave the grass,
Pin the plank,
Nail my sleeve.
I despise its very vastness and power. It has the poorest millionaires, the littlest great Oxymoron
men, the haughtiest beggars, the plainest beauties, the lowest skyscrapers, the dolefulest
pleasures of any town I ever saw.
The assignment was a breeze. Metaphor
For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas and hath not left his peer.
No little Grandgrind had ever associated a cow in a field with that famous cow with the
crumpled horn that tossed the dog that worried the cat that killed the rat that ate the malt

her brute of a brother
Hope holds to Christ the mind’s own mirror out
To take His lovely likeness more and more.
Never let a fool kiss you or a kiss fool you.
He saw nothing and heard nothing but he could feel his heart pounding and then he
heard the clack on stone and the leaping, dropping clicks of a small rock falling.
Bicket did not answer his throat felt too dry.
Truth is honey which is bitter.
I'd give the world to see him.
Dora, plunging at once into privileged intimacy and into the middle of the room…
I suspect that the Noes and Don't Knows would far outnumber the Yesses
This one is enough for you? It’s not nice of you, Didi. Who am I to tell my private
nightmares to if I can’t tell them to you…
Go ask his name: if he be married.
My grave is like to be my wedding bed.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and asleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and
faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

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