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Unto whom I made a house in the wilderness, and his dwellings in the salty land.
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He laughs at the multitude of the city, neither does he hearken to the voice of the exactor
of tribute.
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The range of the mountains
is his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.
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Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee or abide by thy crib?
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Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? Will he harrow the valleys after thee?
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Wilt thou trust him because his strength
is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
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Wilt thou trust him, that he will bring home thy seed and gather
it into thy barn?
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Didst thou give beautiful wings unto the peacock, or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
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Who leaves her eggs in the earth and warms them in dust
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and forgets that the foot may crush them or that the wild beast may break them.
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She is hardened against her young ones, as though
they were not hers, not fearing that her labour is in vain,