14 Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
15 `His' strong scales are `his' pride, Shut up together `as with' a close seal.
16 One is so near to another, That no air can come between them.
17 They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.
18 His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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