He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; he does not recoil from the sword.
She treats her young ones harshly, as if they were not hers; She is not concerned that her labor was in vain,
When she lifts herself to flee she laughs at the horse and its rider.
He paws in the valley and exalting in his strength he charges into the fray.
On him the quiver rattles; the spear and javelin flash.
crack of whip, rattling of wheels, horse galloping, chariot jolting,