Its sneezes flash forth light, and its eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
Let the stars of its dawn be dark; let it hope for light but have none; may it not see the eyelids of the morning—
They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
From its mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap out.
His head and his hair were white as white wool, white as snow; his eyes were like a flame of fire;