human
Thurio, give place, or else embrace thy death; I dare thee but to look upon my love!
gpt
Oh! thank heaven. Oh! thank heaven, she breathes, he said wildly,
human
I think she is recovering, fair sir, said the youth, again approaching.
gpt
See, she opens her eyes.
human
She does--she does! said the cavalier, as he raised her in his arms.
gpt
I would we had a few drops of water to sprinkle in her face; 'twould do much towards hastening her recovery.
human
That shall she soon have,