You will get the same response I give all people who ask questions so suspiciously close to what teachers ask of their students:
DO YOUR OWN HOMEWORK.
Do not mistake our passion for the text or love of discussion for a desire to give out easy answers.
If you’d like to discuss what literary devices YOU think are present in Claudius’ soliloquy and how they shape the text, I’d be more than happy to present that as a discussion for our readers, but I will not tell you what I think they are, nor will I ask my readers to do the same.
DO YOUR OWN HOMEWORK. NO ONE HERE WILL DO IT FOR YOU.
Where wilt thou lead me? speak; I’ll go no further.
My hour is almost come,
When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.
Alas, poor ghost!
Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
To what I shall unfold.
Speak; I am bound to hear.
So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.
I am thy father’s spirit,
Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison-house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine:
But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!
If thou didst ever thy dear father love—
Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.
When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.
Where the place?
Upon the heath.
There to meet with Macbeth.
I come, Graymalkin!
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
— The first lines of Shakespeare’s Macbeth