and she giveth the tasteful things, and the bread which she hath made, into the hand of Jacob her son.
And he goeth, and taketh, and bringeth to his mother, and his mother maketh tasteful things, `such' as his father hath loved;
and the skins of the kids of the goats she hath put on his hands, and on the smooth of his neck,
And he cometh in unto his father, and saith, `My father;' and he saith, `Here `am' I; who `art' thou, my son?'
and make for me tasteful things, `such' as I have loved, and bring in to me, and I do eat, so that my soul doth bless thee before I die.'