He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed;\par\tab Neither turneth he back from the sword.
Upon earth there is not his like,\par\tab That is made without fear.
What time she lifteth up herself on high,\par\tab She scorneth the horse and his rider.
She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers:\par\tab Though her labor be in vain, {\i she is} without fear;
He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength:\par\tab He goeth out to meet the armed men.
The quiver rattleth against him,\par\tab The flashing spear and the javelin.
The noise of the whip, and the noise of the rattling of wheels, and prancing horses, and bounding chariots,