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“Here and there a farmhouse stood far back among the fields, mute and cold as a gravestone” (Wharton 25) (simile)

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“Taste the bliss of feeling that he imparted left long reverberation.”(16)

Personification

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"The face she lifted to her dancers was the same which, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset" (simile 15)

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"The crash of a loaded branch falling far off in the woods reverberated like a musket shot"- pg 25-26 Similie

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"blotched looking glass" (setting 15)

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"The wave of warmth that went through him was like the prolongation of his vision." (pg26)

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“The motions of her mind were as incalculable as the flit of a bird in the branches”(SIMILE)(24)

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"He let the vision possess him." pg26, personification

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"Her arm in his, her light step flying to keep time with his long stride" (16). Personification

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“Her indifference was the more chilling after the flush of joy into which she had plunged him by dismissing Denis Eady”(24) - a bit of a hyperbole

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“Even in his unhappiest moments field and sky spoke to him with a deep and powerful persuasion” (17); PERSONIFICATION

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"her pies and biscuits become the pride of the country" (hyperbole 15)

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"'I told you I ain't the kind to be afraid,' she tossed back, almost indifferently; and suddenly she began to walk on with a rapid step"
(Tone)
(24).

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"her pies and biscuits become the pride of the country" - hyperbole

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“the coming to his house of a bit of hopeful young life was like the lighting of a fire on a cold hearth”.(16)
Simile

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“The face she lifted to her dancers was the same which, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset.” (17) Simile - Mattie

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“Her shiver ran down his arm”(24) (Personification)

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“The cry was balm to his raw wound”

(Metaphor)

(25)

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"For years that quiet company had mocked his restlessness"- Pg 26, personification

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"Frome's heart, which had swung out over a black void, trembled back to safety" (Metaphor) (23) - Annika and Cam

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"To-night the pressure of accumulated misgivings sent the scale drooping toward despair" (Metaphor)
(24).

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"Her wonder and his laughter ran together like spring rills in a thaw" (Similie) (24) - Cam and Annika