Alliteration : From forth the fateful loins of these two foes, Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, She sells seashells on the seashore, The seaside circus was silent, The ball bounced bumpily., Sudden successive flights of bullets, The rare and radiant maiden, Feeling the chill of that distant death., I was weary with wandering and went me to rest, The Soul selects her own Society, then shuts the door., The fish was still swimming steadily out to sea, I’m getting married in the morning!, Onomatopoeia : Someone was rapping at my chamber door., SMASH! The door was hit with such force that it swung clean off its hinges and with a deafening crash landed flat on the floor., There was a strange gargling noise., She heard bursts of gunfire., The murmuring of innumerable bees, He heard the clack on stone and the leaping, dropping clicks of a small rock falling.”, It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped,, And whirr when it stood still., Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime., When the wind blew the leaves rustled., The glush of squirting taps, Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments will hum about mine ears.,

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