11. Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
12. Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed, And gather the grain of thy threshing-floor?
13. The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; But are they the pinions and plumage of love?
14. For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, And warmeth them in the dust,
15. And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may trample them.