Romeo and Juliet: Literary Devices and Figurative Language

When the sun sets the earth doth drizzle dew.

For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, do ebb and flow with tears.

Dove-feathered raven! wolvish-ravening lamb!

At the hour of nine.  I will not fail; 'tis twenty years till then.

Alack the day!  She's dead!  She's dead!  She's dead!

O, he is the courageous captain of compliments.

I tear the cave where Echo lies, and make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine.

And jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops.

Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, and young affection gapes to be his heir.

Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy; Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe a grey eye or so,