“Cover thee well, my sister dear,

That the rain may not wet thee,

That the wind may not load thee with dust,

That thou may’st be fair and beautiful

When thou appearest before the King.”

“Cover thee well, my sister dear, That the rain may not wet thee, That the wind may not load thee with dust, That thou may’st be fair and beautiful When thou appearest before the King.”

The bride asked, “What is my dear brother saying?”