| ||KNOWEST thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth?|
Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
| ||Canst thou number the months that they fulfil?|
Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
| ||They bow themselves, they bring forth their young,|
They cast out their pains.
| ||Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field;|
They go forth, and return 1 not again.
| ||Who hath sent out the wild ass free?|
Or who hath loosed the bonds of the swift ass,
| ||Whose home I have made the wilderness,|
And the salt land his dwelling place?
| ||He scorneth the tumult of the city,|
Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver. 2
| ||The range of the mountains is his pasture,|
And he searcheth after every green thing.
| ||Will the wild-ox be content to serve thee?|
Or will he abide by thy crib?
| ||Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow?|
Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
| ||Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great?|
Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
| ||Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed,|
And gather the grain of thy threshing-floor?
| ||The wings of the ostrich wave proudly;|
But are they the pinions and plumage of love? 3
| ||For she leaveth her eggs on the earth,|
And warmeth them in the dust,
| ||And forgetteth that the foot may crush them,|
Or that the wild beast may trample them.
| ||She dealeth 4 hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers:|
Though her labor be in vain, she is without fear;
| ||Because God hath deprived 5 her of wisdom,|
Neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
| ||What time she lifteth 6 up herself on high,|
She scorneth the horse and his rider.
| ||Hast thou given the horse his might?|
Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering 7 mane?
| ||Hast thou made him to leap as a locust?|
The glory of his snorting is terrible.
| ||He 8 paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength:|
He goeth out to meet the 9 armed men.
| ||He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed;|
Neither turneth he back from the sword.
| ||The quiver rattleth against 10 him,|
The flashing spear and the javelin.
| ||He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage;|
Neither believeth 11 he that it is the voice of the trumpet.
| ||As oft as the trumpet soundeth he saith, Aha!|
And he smelleth the battle afar off,
The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
| ||Is it by thy wisdom that the hawk soareth,|
And stretcheth her wings toward the south?
| ||Is it at thy command that the eagle mounteth up,|
And maketh her nest on high?
| ||On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home,|
Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
| ||From thence she spieth out the prey;|
Her eyes behold it afar off.
| ||Her young ones also suck up blood:|
And where the slain are, there is she.