- He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
 - He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
 - The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
 - He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
 - He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
			
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- He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray.
 - He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword.
 - The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance.
 - In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
 - At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!' He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry.
			
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