Insomuch that they run into darkness by fair day, and grope about them at the noonday, like as in the night.

and grope in the dark without light, staggering to and fro like drunken men.

He shall be plucked off as an untimely grape from the vine, and shall let his flower fall, as the olive doth.

The beasts creep into their dens, and take their rest.

Will the unicorn be so tame as to do the service, or to abide still by thy crib?