To Kill A Mockingbird ALL literary elements

flashback When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow [p. 3]
flashback When enough years had gone by to enable us to look back on them, we sometimes discussed the events leading to his accident [p. 3]
allusion Battle of Hastings [p. 4]
allusion disturbance between the North and the South [p. 4]
personification Macomb was an old town, but if was a tired old town [p. 6]
personification the courthouse sagged in the square [p. 6]
simile and by nightfall were like soft teacakes [p. 6]
allusion Macomb County had recently been told that it had nothing to fear but fear itself [p. 6]
simile Her hand was as wide as a bed slat and twice as hard. [p. 6-7]
hyperbole Jim scowled. “I’m big enough to fit mine,” he said. “Your name’s longer’n you are. Bet it’s a foot longer.” [p. 8]
allusion Dracula [p. 9]
allusion Tarzan [p. 9]
allusion The Rover Boys [p. 9]
allusion Tom Swift [p. 10]
simile it drew him as the moon draws water
personification The misery of that house began many years before Jem and I were born. [p. 11]
allusion The Gray Ghost [p. 16 & 18]
personification The old house was the same, droopy and sick [p. 19]
dialect “There’s some folks who done eat like us, but you ain’t called on to contradict ’em at the table when they don’t. That boy’s yo’ company and if he wants to eat up the table cloth you let him, you hear?” [p. 32]
hyperbole Indeed, they were an endless Project that slowly evolved into a Unit, in which miles of construction paper and wax crayon were [p. 43]
metaphor I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County school system [p. 43-44]
personification some tinfoil was sticking in a knot-hole just above my eye level, winking at me in the afternoon sun. [p. 44]
metaphor it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; bus most of all, summer was Dill [p. 45]
motif Hot Steams [p. 48]
foreshadowing There was more to it than he knew, but I decided not to tell him. [p. 50]
simile the shadow crisp as toast [p. 71]
personification the chinaberry trees were malignant, hovering, alive. [p. 74]
simile Jim’s white shirt-tail dipped and bobbed like a small ghost dancing away [p. 76]
simile it looks like a pumpkin [p. 93]
simile like fog off a riverbank [p. 93]
metaphor summer was Dill by the fishpool smoking string [p. 154]
personification Dill’s eyes alive [p. 154]
metaphor summer was the swiftness with which Dill would reach up and kiss me when Jem was not looking
metaphor to scrape a few barnacles off the ship
allusion there were sit-down strikes in Birmingham [p. 154-155]
allusion bread lines in the cities grew longer [p. 155]
symbol/ theme “That’s a compliment,” explained Jem. “He spends his time doin’ things that wouldn’t get done is nobody did’ em.” [p. 155]
metaphor She was bullet-headed with strange almond- shaped eyes [p. 158]
hyperbole She seemed seven feet high [p. 158]
simile Zeebo cleared his throat and read in a voice like the rumble of distant artillery: [p. 161]
symbol/ theme Calpurnia picked up Aunty’s heavy suitcase and opened the door. “I’ll take it,” said Jem, and took it. [p. 169]
situational irony Aunt Alexandra was of the opinion, obliquely expressed, that the longer a family had been squatting on one patch of land the finer it was. “That makes the Ewells fine folds, then,” said Jem. [p. 173]
metaphor As a result the town remained the same size for a hundred years, an island in a patchwork sea of cottonfields and timberland. [p. 174]
allusion Although Macomb was ignored during the War Between the States [p. 174]
simile Aunt Alexandra fitted into the world of Macomb like a hand into a glove, but never into the world of Jem and me. [p. 175]
simile Aunt Alexandra was standing stiff as a stork. [p. 177]
metaphor Through my tears I saw Jem standing in a similar pool of Isolation, his head cocked to one side. [p. 178]
flashback I know now what he was trying to do, but Atticus was only a man. It takes a woman to do that kind of work. [p. 179]
hyperbole he was now positively allergic to my presence when in public [p. 180]
metaphor I felt the starched walls of a oink cotton penitentiary closing in on me [p. 182]
onomatopoeia punk, punk, punk […] punk-punk-punk [p. 183]
symbol/ theme “Naw, it’s– he’s got a lot on his mind now, with our us worrying him.” [p. 183]
symbol/ theme “Now I mean it, Scout, you antagonize Aunty and I’ll–I’ll spank you.” [p. 184]
metaphor Suddenly a filthy brown package shot from under the bed. [p. 186]
simile He shivered like a rabbit. [p. 189]
hyperbole He could add and subtract faster then lightning, [p. 192]
simile but he preferred his own twilight world, a world where babies slept, waiting to be gathered like morning lilies. [p. 192]
personification the quietness of his foggy island there rose the faded imagoes a gray house with sad brown doors. [p. 192]
mood/ foreshadowing A nightmare was upon us [p. 193]
simile he’f follow it, like an ant. [p. 193]
mood/ foreshadowing In Macomb, grown men stood outside in the front yard for only two reasons: death and politics. [p. 193]
onomatopoeia Bam, bam, bam [p. 195]
simile its detractors said it looked like a Victorian privy [p. 201]
personification Doors slammed, engines coughed, and they were gone. [p. 206]
symbol/ theme Jem was awfully nice about it: for once he didn’t remind me that people nearly nine years old didn’t do things like that. [p. 208]
hyperbole “all about how we held off a hundred folks with our bare hands…” [p. 211]
personification her glasses winking in the sunlight [p. 212]
simile “Look at all those folks, it’s like a Roman carnival.” [p. 213]
mood it was a gala occasion [p. 214]
allusion Old Testament [p. 216]
simile like a sleepy old shark [p. 220]
foreshadowing Atticus said, “I just wanted to make sure, Judge,” and the judge smiled. [p. 224]
foreshadowing Mr. Tate blinked again, as if something had suddenly been made plain to him. Then he turned his head and looked around at Tom Robinson. As if by instinct, Tom Robinson raised his head. [p. 225]
hyperbole With his infinite capacity for calming turbulent seas, [p. 226]
simile he could make a rape case as dry as a sermon. [p. 226]
metaphor a little bantam cock of a man rose and strutted to the stand. [p. 227]
metaphor “-so help me God,” he crowed. [p. 227]
simile crisp as the twilight air. [p. 229]
simile “I heard Mayella screamin’ like a stuck hog inside the house–” [p. 230]
onomatopoeia pink-pink-pink [p. 232]
metaphor once more he was a red little rooster. [p. 236]
idiom The whispers and chuckles below us probably had to do with what a card he was [p. 236]
idiom I thought Jem was counting his chickens. [p. 238]
symbol Mayella good as if she tried to keep clean, and I was reminded of the row of red geraniums in the Ewell yard. [p. 239]
simile something stealthy about hers, like a steady-eyed cat with a twitchy tail. [p. 242]
idiom “Fought him tooth and nail?” [p. 242]
simile Mayella sounded like a Mr. Jingle in a book I had been reading. [p. 244]
idiom/ simile She was as good as her word. [p. 251]
metaphor soaking up testimony with his sponge of a brain, [p. 252]
idiom that was the proof of the pudding [p. 253]
onomatopoeia “Fhluck!” [p. 253]
simile rubber-like left hand [p. 254]
metaphor white people wouldn’t have anything to do with her because he lived among pigs; [p. 256]
tone “Had your eye on her a long time, hadn’t you, boy?” [p. 263]
tone “weren’t you, boy?” [p. 263]
tone “With Mr. Ewell and seven children on the place, boy?” [p. 263]
tone “You felt sorry for her, you felt sorry for her?” [p. 264]
tone “Then you say she’s lying, boy?” [p. 264]
tone “Didn’t Mr. Ewell run you off the place, boy” [p. 264]
foreshadowing Why, when-well, today Mr. Gilmer seemed to me like he wasn’t half trying. [p. 266]
idiom pa’s not a fun-of-the-mill man [p. 269]
metaphor Between two fires, [p. 269]
personification I saw his gold collar button and the tips of his pen and pencil winking in the light. [p. 271]
tone His voice had lost its aridity, its detachment, and her was talking to the jury as if they were folds on the post office corner. [p. 271]
simile this case is as simple as black and white. [p. 271]
simile “Which, gentlemen, we know is in itself a lie as black as Tom Robinson’s skin,” [p. 273]
allusion Thomas Jefferson [p. 273]
idiom “– skin every one of you alive,” [p. 277]
idiom Calpurnia giving her precious Jem down the country– [p. 278]
personification suffered its preliminary strain and struck the hour, eight deafening bongs that shook our bones. [p. 280]
simile moving like underwater swimmers [p. 282]
mood it was like watching Atticus walk into the street, raise a rifle to his shoulder and pull the trigger, but watching all the time knowing that the gun was empty. [p. 282]
symbol raise a rifle to his shoulder and pull the trigger, but watching all the time knowing that the gun was empty. [p. 282]
foreshadowing A jury never looks at a defendant it has convicted, and when this jury came in, not one of them looked at Tom Robinson. [p. 282]
climax “Guilty…guilty…guilty…guilty…” [p. 282]

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