human
We were two lions, litter'd in one day.
gpt
For tinctures, stains, relics, and cognizances.
human
The heart of woman is. O Brutus, _Brutus_!
gpt
These couchings and these lowly courtesies Might fire the blood of ordinary men.
human
To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony; Our arms in strength of malice, and our hearts Of brother's temper do receive you in _them_.