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.
19. Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth.
20. Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.