14Who can open the doores of his face? his teeth are terrible round about. 15His scales are his pride, shut vp together as with a close seale. 16One is so neere to another, that no ayre can come betweene them.17They are ioyned one to another, they sticke together, that they cannot be sundred. 18By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eye-liddes of the morning.