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Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they apportion him among the merchants?
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Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears?
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Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle-- Never do it again!
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Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false; Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him?
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No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up. Who then is able to stand against Me?
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Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.
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"I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.
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Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle?
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Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around?
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His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal;
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One is so near another That no air can come between them;