Shakespearean Sonnet 130 help?

Question:Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red that her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breats are dun;
If hairs be wire, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses demask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes in there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground;
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

I got these questions about it and I need help on only these.
I need help finding a metaphor, simile, and an assonance.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red that her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breats are dun;
If hairs be wire, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses demask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes in there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground;
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

I got these questions about it and I need help on only these.
I need help finding a metaphor, simile, and an assonance.

Simile : my love as rare as any she belied with false compare.

Assonance : if haires be wire , black wire

Metaphor : She as a goddess.