the sound of your breath is a music of which I will not soon tire.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile


After she left, the sub never shined again.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

Their trumpets crying, their white plumes flying, and their sabers flashing in the sun.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

wisdom gently whispers to us to part from evil.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

my mind is like a clamorous market-place.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

the night sky was a look threaded with darkness.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

if I had the chance to hold her, I would never let her go.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile

his eyes were sad as fishes that swim up and stare upon the land that is not theirs.

a. hyperbole
b. personification
c. metaphor
d. simile​