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"I have more to say about his limbs, his strong talk, and his matchless strength.
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Who can strip off his [scaly] garment? Who can enter his jaws?
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Who can pry open the doors of his face, so close to his terrible teeth?
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"His pride is his rows of scales, tightly sealed together -
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one is so close to the next that no air can come between them;
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they are stuck one to another, interlocked and impervious.
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"When he sneezes, light flashes out; his eyes are like the shimmer of dawn.
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From his mouth go fiery torches, and sparks come flying out.
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His nostrils belch steam like a caldron boiling on the fire.
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His breath sets coals ablaze; flames pour from his mouth.
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"Strength resides in his neck, and dismay dances ahead of him [as he goes].