human
Sir Knight, thou hast conquered the steed, not the rider. We are now foot to foot. The pole-axe, or the sword,--which? Speak!
gpt
I pray thee, noble sieur, quoth the Woodville, mildly,
human
Talk of rest to striplings,--I demand my rights!
gpt
Heaven forefend, said Anthony Woodville, lifting his hand on high,
human
he said (with the generosity of the last true chevalier of his age, and lifting his vizor, so as to be heard by the king, and even through the foremost ranks of the crowd)--
gpt
It is but a blind beast!
human
And, added Anthony, bowing towards the tiers rich with the beauty of the court--