“My beloved, my stepson,
My heart’s love, my cherished one.”
“And her, O my mother, what word
Shall I give her, what name?”
“My stepdaughter, abhorred,
The whole world’s shame.”
“Then, my mother, what shall I take him?
What gift shall I make him?”
“A handkerchief fine, little daughter,
Bread of white wheat, for thy loved one to eat,