Literary Devices Review

Sally sells seashells by the sea shore.

"While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping"

The tired old car coughed and wheezed and crawled down the street.

Mixed ready to begin the morning right,/Like the ingredients of a witches' broth--

"Hope is a thing with feathers"

“Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.”

"Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country."

“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”

This house could be our garden of Eden

"The Soul selects her own Society"

“Montag stopped eating … he saw their Cheshire cat smiles burning through the walls of the house.”

As she unfolded the white linen and let it billow over the fine mahogany table.

The evil villain won't find my secret hiding place easily.

"We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets."

"Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation"

"You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it."

The color is repellant, almost revolting; a smouldering unclean yellow, strangely faded by the slow-turning sunlight.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on;

“Because I could not stop for Death/ He kindly stopped for me.”

"Like a bruised, little bird/Too confused to fly"