human
And lay an apele upon hys head, And go syxe score paces hym fro, And I myselfe, with a brode arow, Shall cleve the apple in two.
gpt
And thou touche his head or gowne, In syght that men may se, 230 By all the sayntes that be in heaven, I shall hange you all thre.
human
That I have promised, said William,
gpt
I wyl it never forsake;