^{8 Ref} Or where were you when the sea came to birth, pushing out from its secret place;

^{9 Ref} When I made the cloud its robe, and put thick clouds as bands round it,

^{10 Ref} Ordering a fixed limit for it, with locks and doors;

^{11 Ref} And said, So far you may come, and no farther; and here the pride of your waves will be stopped?

^{12 Ref} Have you, from your earliest days, given orders to the morning, or made the dawn conscious of its place;

^{13 Ref} So that it might take a grip of the skirts of the earth, shaking all the evil-doers out of it?