human
I should be happy,
gpt
But proudly sure in all the earth No other in that homage shares, Nor other woman's face or worth Is prized as theirs.
human
For once --she turned away her head, Across the grass she swept her hand--
gpt
There was a letter once, she said,
human
Upon the sand.
gpt
Efface the letter; wherefore keep An image which the sands forego?
human
Albeit that fear had seemed to sleep,
gpt
By beauty of the wood and wave, And weary of an old man's sway; For it was sweeter to enslave Than to obey.