Give me another horse!

Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!
Have mercy, Jesu!—Soft, I did but dream.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!Apostrophe & Alliteration
The lights burn blue; it is now dead midnight.
Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh.Transferred Epithet
What do I fear? Myself? There’s none else by.Hypophora

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

Richard loves Richard, that is, I am I.Epanalepses
Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am.
Then fly! What, from myself? Great reason why:
Lest I revenge. Diacope & AnapodotonWhat, myself upon myself?
Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good
That I myself have done unto myself?
AnapodotonO, no. Alas, I rather hate Polypoton & Epistrophemyself
For hateful deeds committed by myself.Hypophoras
I am a villain. Yet I lie; I am not.
Fool, of thyself speak well. Fool, do not flatter.Anaphora & Apostrophe
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.Gradatio
Perjury, perjury, in the highest degree;
Murder, stern Diacopemurder, in the direst degree;
ConsonanceAll several sins, all used in each degree,Epizeuxis & Epistrophe
Throng to the bar, crying all “Guilty, guilty!”Epizeuxis
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me,
And if I die no soul will pity me.Epistrophe
And wherefore should they, since that I myself
Find in myself no pity to myself?Rhetorical Question & Diacope
Methought the souls of all that I had murdered
Came to my tent, and every one did threatAnthimeria
Tomorrow’s vengeance on the head of Richard.Transferred Epithet & Synecdoche