Story: "The Tell-Tale Heart" by Edgar Allan Poe.

Dramatic Irony:

"I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How , then, am I mad?"

Situational Irony:

"I say I knew it well. I knew what the old man felt, and pitied him, although I chuckled at heart"

Metaphor:

His room was as black as pitch with the thick darkness . . .

Metaphor and Simile:

When I had waited a long time, very patiently, without hearing him lie down, I resolved to open a little—a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it—you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily—until, at length a simple dim ray, like the thread of the spider, shot from out the crevice and fell full upon the vulture eye.