Wilt thou number the months they shall fill up? and didst thou know the time of their bringing forth?
Knewest thou the time of the bringing forth of the wild goats of the rock? and wilt thou watch the bearing of the hinds?
They will bow, they will bring forth their children, they will cast forth their pains.
A wild ass accustomed to the desert in gratifying her soul, panting after the wind in her heat; who shall turn her back? all seeking her will not be wearied; in her new moon they shall find her.