Epithet:
No more can I look into the depths of this unfathomable water, wherein, as momentary lights glanced into it, I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged.
(Book the First, Part 3, „The Night Shadows”, p.21)
A shrill sound of laughter and of amused voices – voices of men, women, and children – resounded in the street while this wine game lasted.
(Book the First, Part 5, „The Wine-shop”, p.37)
Metaphor:
If Sydney Carton ever shone anywhere, he certainly never shone in the house of Doctor Manette.
(Book the Second, Part 13, „The Fellow of No Delicacy”, p.152)…