Job 39

L’aile de l’autruche se déploie joyeuse; On dirait l’aile, le plumage de la cigogne.

¿Diste tú hermosas alas al pavo real, ó alas y plumas al avestruz?

She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: her labour is in vain without fear;

She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,