figurative language

Come, he hath hid himself among these trees/to be consorted with the humorous night.

Personification

The all cheering son/should in the furthest east begin to draw/the shady curtains

Personification

Earth has swallowed all my hope, but she; she is the hopeful lady of my earth

Personification

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn.

Personification

A pair of star cross lovers take their life

Foreshadowing

But to himself so Secret and so close, so far from sounding and discovery, as if the bud bit with an envious worm

Simile

She’ll not be hit with Cupid’s arrow

Allusion

It is the east and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon.

Metaphor

What, ho! You, you beast/fat quench the fire of your pernicious rage

Metaphor

She hangs upon the cheek of night/as a rich jewel and an Ethiopia’s ear

Metaphor

Read o’er the volume of young Paris face/and find the delight writ there in the beauties pen… This precious book of love

Metaphor

Take thou some new infection to the eye/in the rank poison of the old will die

Metaphor

You have dancing shoes/with nimble souls. I have a soul of lead/so take me to the ground. I cannot move.

Pun

I will not carry Cole’s/no, for then we should be colliers

Pun

O brawling love! I love hate

Oxymoron

my only love sprung from my only hate

Oxymoron

oh heavy lightness, serious vanity, misshapen chaos of well seeing forms…

Oxymoron