Out of its nostrils comes smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, As out of a seething pot or caldron.
Out of his nostrils goes forth smoke, as out of a seething pot over a fire of rushes.
Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.
Smoke pours from his nostrils like a boiling pot over reeds.
He will treat the hammer as if it were stubble, and he will ridicule those who brandish the spear.
As stubble will he esteem the hammer: and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.
Do you make it leap like the locust? Its majestic snorting is terrible.
From its mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap out.
Its breath kindles coals, and a flame comes out of its mouth.