²⁹ A club seems to it but a piece of straw;^(A)
    it laughs^(B) at the rattling of the lance.
³⁰ Its undersides are jagged potsherds,
    leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.^(C)
31 It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron^(D)
    and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.^(E)