15. The rows of his shields are a 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 each to its fellow; they stick together, and cannot be sundered.
18. His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19. Out of his mouth go forth flames; sparks of fire leap out:
20. Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot and cauldron.
21. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22. In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.