Macbeth – What device?

The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, and these are of theme. Wither are they vanished? Simile
Into the air; and what seemed corporal melted As breath into the wind. Would they had stayed Similie
Welcome hither. I have begun to plant thee, and will labour To make thee full of growing Metaphor
The Prince of cumberland – this is a step, n which I must fall down, or else o’er leap, For in my way it lies Metaphor
Your face, my thane, is a book, where men May read strange matters Metaphor
…To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue; look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent, under’t Simile
This guest of sumer, The temple haunted marlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven’s breath Smells wooinginly her Personification
Was the hope drunk, Wherein your dressed yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now to look so green and pale, At what it did so freely? Personification
Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose Apostrophe
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Personification
I go and it is done. The bell invites me. Hear it not duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell Personification
Ha good father, Thou seest the heavens as troubles with man’s act, Threatens his blood stage: by the clock tis day, And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp Personification
We have scotched the snake, not killed it. She’ll close, and be herself, whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth Symbolism
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day Imagery
My royal lord, you do not give me the cheer. The feast is sold That is not often couched while tis a making, Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home; From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony, Meeting were bare without it Imagery
Avaunt and quit my sight, let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, the blood is scold. Thou has no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with Imagery
It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood. Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak Imagery
Let us rather, hold fast the mortal sword; and like good mean, Bestride our down-falled birthdom. Each new morn, new widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows Strike heaven on the face that it resounds… Imagery
It is myself I mean; in whom I know All the particulars of vice so grafted That when they shall be opened, black Macbeth Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state Esteem him as a lamb, being compared With my confineless harms Imagery
The thane of Cawdor lives. Why do you dress me In borrowed robes? Symbolism
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and I see thee still. And thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? Symbolism
With all great Neptune’s oceans wash this blood Clean from my hand? No. This my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine Make the green one red Symbolism
Here lay Duncan, His silver skin laced with his golden blood Symbolism
And Duncan’s horses – thing most strange and certain – Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Turned wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out, Contending against obedience, as they would Make war with mankind Symbolism
This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses Irony
That which hath made them drunk has made me bold. What hat quenched them hath given me fire. Irony
By the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes Irony
Be bloody, bold and resolute; laugh to scan The power of man. For none of women born Shall harm Macbeth Irony
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until Great Birnham Wood to high Dunsinane Hill Shall come against him Irony
Despair thy charm, And let the angel whom thou still hast served Tell thee, Macduff was form his mother’s womb Untimely ripped Irony

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