The Unicorn

The Big White Rhinocerous

Will The Unicorn Be Willing To Serve Thee - or abide by thy crib ?

Canst Thou Bind The Unicorn With His Band - in the furrow ?

Or Will He Harrow The Valleys - after Thee ?

Wilt Thou Trust Him Because His Strength - is Great ?

Or Wilt Thou Leave Thy Labour - to Him ?

Wilt Thou Believe Him - that he will bring home Thy Seed gather it into Thy Barn?

What Time She Lifteth Up Herself On High - she scorneth the horse and his rider.

Hast Thou Given The Horse - Strength ?

Hast Thou Clothed His Neck - with Thunder ?

Canst Thou Make Him Afraid - as a grasshopper ?

The Glory of His Nostrils - is terrible.

He Paweth In The Valley - and rejoiceth in His Strength

He Goeth On To Meet - the armed Men.

He Mocketh At Fear - 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 at The Battle afar off

The Thunder Of The Captains - and The Shouting.

Doth The Hawk Fly By Thy Wisdom - and stretch her wings toward the south ?

Doth The Eagle Mount Up At Thy Command - and make her nest on high ?

She Dwelleth - and abideth on The Rock

Upon The Crag - of The Rock and The Strong Place.

From Thence She Seeketh The Prey - and Her Eyes behold afar off.

The Unicorns Shall Come Down - with them the bullocks with the bulls their Lands shall be soaked with blood their dust made fat with fatness.