By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.

Would I not take it upon my shoulder? I would bind it on to me as a crown;

Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

Hide them in the dust together; bind their faces in secret.

Wilt thou play with him as with a bird, and wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?