human
Seest thou the green clover?
gpt
I see only the fox-glove blossoms.
human
Well, then, we will go farther,
gpt
Father, I see the clover blooming.
human
I do not plough the earth without shedding blood on it. He thirsted for the blood of Christian monks and priests, and he offered it with joy as sacrifice to the earth. To the wisest lessons in agriculture he added the most ferocious predictions,
gpt
The followers of Christ shall be tracked; they shall be hunted like wild beasts, they shall die in bands and by battalions on the mountain. The wheel of the mill grinds fine; the blood of the monks will serve as water.