Hey, I was wondering if I could get some help looking for figurative language in this poem, like simile, assonance, alliteration, personification, metaphor, onomatopoeia, ext. Thanks!What do I carethat the stream is trampled,the sand on the stream-bankstill holds the print of your foot:the heel is cut deep.I see another markon the grass ridge of the bank--it points toward the wood-path.I have lost the thirdin the packed earth.But herea wild-hyacinth stalk is snapped:the purple buds--half ripe--show deep purplewhere your heel pressed.A patch of flowering grass,low, trailing--you brushed this:the green stems show yellow-greenwhere you lifted--turned the earth-sideto the light:this and a dead leaf-spine,split across,show where you passed.You were swift, swift!here the forest ledge slopes--rain has furrowed the roots.Your hand caught at this;the root snapped under your weight.I can almost follow the notewhere it touched this slender treeand the next answered--and the next.And you climbed yet further!you stopped by the dwarf-cornel--whirled on your heels,doubled on your track.This is clear--you fell on the downward slope,you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped--you clutched this larch.Did your head, bent back,search further--clear through the green leaf-mossof the larch branches?Did you clutch,stammer with short breath and gasp:_wood-daemons grant life--give life--I am almost lost._For some wood-daemonhas lightened your steps.I can find no trace of youin the larch-cones and the underbrush.