CLV(i)
13 The wing of the ostrich flaps joyously, But is not the pinion of the stork with its feathers.
14 When she leaves her eggs on the land And warms them on the soil,
15 She forgets that a foot may press down on it, Or a wild animal of the field may stomp on it.
16 She seems indurate to her young as though not hers, Without alarm that her labor be for nought.