Literary Devices- King Lear

My life I never held but as a pawnTo wage against thine enemies, not fear to lost it,Thy safety being motive Simile
Why brandthey us With base? Withbaseness? Bastardy? Base, base? Alliteration
How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it isTo have a thankless child! Metaphor
Thou art a boil, a plague sore or embossed carbuncle, In my corrupted blood. Metaphor
Fortune, good night; smile once more,Turn thy wheel. Allusion
The wheel is come full circle. Allusion
…There she shookThe holy water from her heavenly eyes, And clamour moistened. Metaphor
We two will sing like birds i’ the cage. Simile