Alliteration
* The satisfaction of months shines in his dull pig’s eyes as he spits out: ‘Dirty hound!’
* What would become of us if everything that happens out there were quite clear to us?
Euphony
* Now red points glow in every face. They comfort me: it looks as though there were little windows in dark village cottages saying that behind them are rooms full of peace.
* Outside the window the wind blows and the chestnut trees rustle.
Cacophony
* But first you have to give the Froggies a good hiding.
* The storm lashes us, out of the confusion of grey and yellow the hail of splinters whips forth the child-like cries of the wounded, and in the night shattered life groans painfully into silence.
Slang
* And now get on with it, you old blubber-sticker, and don’t you miscount either.
* You get off scot free, of course.
* That cooked his goose.
* Kat has lost all his fun since we have been here, which is bad, for Kat is an old front-hog, and can smell what is coming.
Note: Because this version is the work of translator A. W. Wheen, the creation of images based on English sound—that is, onomatopoeia, alliteration, euphony, cacophony, and slang—cannot be credited to Remarque.
















