Indirect: “She had always insisted upon placing him upon a pedestal, and he had accepted her homage with royal grandeur”. Direct

Indirect: “She had always insisted upon placing him upon a pedestal, and he had accepted her homage with royal grandeur”.
Direct: “How glad, how shy, how tremulous she was!”, “her convincing beauty that night — the careless wave of her hair, the tenderness and virginal charm of her looks and words”.
Climax “the marriage of Trysdale`s beloved.”
Metaphors: “a habit of his mind” “the garments of his soul” , “incense of her admiration», «the joints in his armor” “wave of her hair” is used to depict the delicate beauty of the woman, “bitter wraith of a smile”, ”prich of the thorn”.
Metonymy “he laid his mightiness at her feet”, “guilt rests upon my shoulders”.
Simile “White favors like stars upon their coats shone through the gloom of the apartment” is used to create an image of celebration which was left by Trysdale; “she fluttered like a snared bird”.
Personification “drawling words of the minister irrevocably binding her to another” “passed through Trysdale's mind a swift, scarifying retrospect”, “Shaken rudely by the uncompromising fact” are used to depict the suffering of the main character.
Epithets” odorous masses, well-bred voices, crisp garments, drawling words”,” his own innermost, unmitigated, arid unbedecked self”, “poor consolation”, “swift, limpid, upward look”, “swift, scarifying retrospect”, “convincing beauty” are used to describe the events and characters more vividly.
Hyperbole: “She had invested him with an almost supernatural number of high attributes and excellences and talents” is employed to show love of Trysdale to his beloved; “For the thousandth time he remarshalled in his mind the events of those last few days before the tide had so suddenly turned”
Oxymoron (“sullen exultation, exhibition of doubtful erudition”) “The scene was the night when he had asked her to come up on his pedestal with him and share his greatness. ”
Asyndeton (“As he slowly unbuttoned his gloves, there passed through Trysdale's mind a swift, scarifying retrospect of the last few hours, indeed, his conceit had crumbled; its last prop was gone”),
Polysyndeton (“She had invested him with an almost supernatural number of high attributes and excellences and talents, and he had absorbed the oblation as a desert drinks the rain that can coax from it no promise of blossom or fruit.”)