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Figures of Speech 1
Figures of Speech 2
Figures of Speech 3
100

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

A stately pleasure-dome decree

Iambic tetrameter

100

Poet of Nature thou hast wept to know

1st foot: trochee

100

"We've seen the unfurling of flags, the lighting of candles, the giving of blood, the saying of prayers."

Parallelism

100

If you had known the virtue of the ring,
Or half her worthiness that gave the ring,
If you did know for whom I gave the ring
And would conceive for what I gave the ring
And how unwillingly I left the ring
When nought would be accepted but the ring
You would abate the strength of your displeasure.

epistrophe

100

In every cry of every Man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear

Anaphora

200

Lyke as a huntsman after weary chace,
Seeing the game from him escapt away

iambic pentameter

200

I met a traveller from an antique land

3rd foot: Anapest

200
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Antithesis

200

We are the hollow men

We are the stuffed men

symploce

200

The Greeks are strong and skillful to their strength,
Fierce to their skill and to their fierceness valiant

Polyptoton

300

With this he vanished out of sight and swiftly shrunk away, / And straight I called unto mind that it was Christmas day.

Iambic heptameter

300

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! With brede

Of marble men and maidens overwrought


1st and 3rd: Spondee
300

One heart's too small / For hunger, cold, love, everything.

asyndeton

300

"Who from eternity doth teach / Himself in all, and all things in himself."

Antimetabole

300

Rolled round in earth's diurnal course / With rocks and stones and trees. 

Polysyndeton

400

Tyger tyger burning bright / 

In the forest of the night

*BE SPECIFIC!

Truncated trochaic tetrameter

400

O for a draught of vintage! 

1st: Dactyl 

400

Music I heard with you was more than music.

epanalepsis

400

O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon

epizeuxis

400

Love without end, and without measure Grace

Chiasmus

500

In secret we met--

In silence I grieve, 

That thy heart could forget,

Thy spirit deceive.

Anapestic dimeter

500

The woods decay, the woods decay and fall /

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime

2nd line, 4th foot: spondee

500

Her book was thrilling, compelling, terrifying, overwhelming at times, and so very surprising.

Congeries

500

The years to come seemed waste of breath, / A waste of breath the years behind.

anadiplosis

500

Full many a gem of purest ray serene

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