22. He despiseth fear, he turneth not his back to the sword,
23. Above him shall the quiver rattle, the spear and shield shall glitter.
24. Chasing and raging he swalloweth the ground, neither doth he make account when the noise of the trumpet soundeth.
25. When he heareth the trumpet he saith: Ha, ha: he smelleth the battle afar off, the encouraging of the captains, and the shouting of the army.
26. Doth the hawk wax feathered by thy wisdom, spreading her wings to the south?