Ever to go to the door, ever to go to the window.
And yet I will go to the window as if to my flowers,
And never will I rest till my beloved is mine.
[80]. Job xli: 13 (Leviathan).
“21. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
“22. In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
“24. His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
“25. When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
“33. Upon earth there is not his like who is made without fear.
“34. He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.”