1: "Do you know the month when mountain goats give birth? Have you ever watched a doe bear her fawn?
2: Do you know how many months she is pregnant? Do you know the season of her delivery,
3: when she crouches down and drops her offspring?
4: Her young ones flourish and are soon on their own; they leave and don't come back.
5: "Who do you think set the wild donkey free, opened the corral gates and let him go?
6: I gave him the whole wilderness to roam in, the rolling plains and wide-open places.
7: He laughs at his city cousins, who are harnessed and harried. He's oblivious to the cries of teamsters.
8: He grazes freely through the hills, nibbling anything that's green.
9: "Will the wild buffalo condescend to serve you, volunteer to spend the night in your barn?
10: Can you imagine hitching your plow to a buffalo and getting him to till your fields?
11: He's hugely strong, yes, but could you trust him, would you dare turn the job over to him?
12: You wouldn't for a minute depend on him, would you, to do what you said when you said it?
13: "The ostrich flaps her wings futilely--all those beautiful feathers, but useless!
14: She lays her eggs on the hard ground, leaves them there in the dirt, exposed to the weather,
15: Not caring that they might get stepped on and cracked or trampled by some wild animal.
16: She's negligent with her young, as if they weren't even hers. She cares nothing about anything.
17: She wasn't created very smart, that's for sure, wasn't given her share of good sense.
18: But when she runs, oh, how she runs, laughing, leaving horse and rider in the dust.
19: "Are you the one who gave the horse his prowess and adorned him with a shimmering mane?
20: Did you create him to prance proudly and strike terror with his royal snorts?
21: He paws the ground fiercely, eager and spirited, then charges into the fray.
22: He laughs at danger, fearless, doesn't shy away from the sword.
23: The banging and clanging of quiver and lance don't faze him.
24: He quivers with excitement, and at the trumpet blast races off at a gallop.
25: At the sound of the trumpet he neighs mightily, smelling the excitement of battle from a long way off, catching the rolling thunder of the war cries.
26: "Was it through your know how that the hawk learned to fly, soaring effortlessly on thermal updrafts?
27: Did you command the eagle's flight, and teach her to build her nest in the heights,
28: Perfectly at home on the high cliff-face, invulnerable on pinnacle and crag?
29: From her perch she searches for prey, spies it at a great distance.
30: Her young gorge themselves on carrion; wherever there's a roadkill, you'll see her circling."