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Quote #4

Or give him cartridges of fine zinc teeth,
Sharp with the sharpness of grief and death. (7-8)

The rhyme on "teeth" and "death" emphasizes the fact that bullets are made for killing, for inflicting death. The cartridge is imagined as a face or mouth with sharp teeth, and it kind of seems like a carnivorous monster, just like the bayonet-blade of the first stanza.

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