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His heart is as hard as a stone, yes, hard as a lower millstone.
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When he rears himself up, the gods are afraid, beside themselves in despair.
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"If a sword touches him, it won't stick; neither will a spear, or a dart, or a lance.
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He regards iron as straw and bronze as rotten wood.
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An arrow can't make him flee; for him, slingstones are so much chaff.
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Clubs count as hay, and he laughs at a quivering javelin.
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His belly is as sharp as fragments of pottery, so he moves across the mud like a threshing-sledge.
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"He makes the depths seethe like a pot, he makes the sea [boil] like a perfume kettle.
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He leaves a shining wake behind him, making the deep seem to have white hair.
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"On earth there is nothing like him, a creature without fear.
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He looks straight at all high things. He is king over all proud beasts."