20 Will you alarm him as the locusts do? His panic is revealed by the display of his nostrils.
21 He digs at the earth with his hoof; he jumps around boldly; he advances to meet armed men.
22 He despises fear; he does not turn away from the sword.
23 Above him, the quiver rattles, the spear and the shield shake.
24 Seething and raging, he drinks up the earth; neither does he pause when the blast of the trumpet sounds.
25 When he hears the bugle, he says, "Ha!" He smells the battle from a distance, the exhortation of the officers, and the battle cry of the soldiers.
26 Does the hawk grow feathers by means of your wisdom, spreading her wings towards the south?