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Define As Many As Possible. 2 nd Section of Notebook. Metaphor Simile Personification Stanza Symbol Imagery Hyperbole Onomatopoeia Alliteration. Simile/Alliteration. Her smile was like the summer. 2. Metaphor/Alliteration. My baby brother is a pig. 2.
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Define As Many As Possible 2nd Section of Notebook Metaphor Simile Personification Stanza Symbol Imagery Hyperbole Onomatopoeia Alliteration
Simile/Alliteration • Her smile was like the summer 2
Metaphor/Alliteration My baby brother is a pig 2
Personification/Onomatopoeia/Simile/Imagery/Alliteration The thunder grumbled like an old man 5
Onomatopoeia • I zipped up my jacket 1
Hyperbole • He’s got tons of money 1
Symbol/Alliteration • The chain between us had broken 2
Metaphor/Imagery/Alliteration Her hair was a rat’s nest 3
Personification/Imagery The clouds wept and their tears drenched the hills 2
Alliteration/PersonificationImagery • They froze in fear as his words fell quietly to the floor 3
Symbol/Imagery • Her heart was full of darkness 2
Metaphor/PersonificationImagery The tree was a hand, clawing at the sky 3
Personification/Alliteration I could hear the cake calling my name 2
Hyperbole • This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me! 1
Simile/Imagery/Alliteration • His words felt as sharp and hot as flaming knives 3
Imagery/PersonificationAlliteration • At the end of the day, I let the soft bed swallow me up 3
Onomatopoeia/Imagery • The bacon sizzled on the pan 2
Hyperbole • I’ve told you a million times to do your homework
Imagery/ Metaphor Her eyes were so full of tears that they gushed into a flood on her cheeks
Imagery • The eerie silence was shattered by her scream
Simile/Imagery • The humiliation seeped like water into my bones
Simile/Personification/Imagery • The story swallowed me up like a starving lion
Alliteration • The wind whispered across the wide and weary earth
Alliteration/Imagery • The tears sank to my skin as my heart filled with sadness
Symbol/Imagery/Metaphor • The battlefield was a sea of red
Onomatopoeia • My alarm buzzed
Stanza Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
Symbol/Imagery/Personification • The blackness swallowed her up