human
Caerdroia.
gpt
Midsummer Night's Dream
human
The Tempest
gpt
By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir, My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed Through forth-rights and meanders: by your patience I needs must rest me
human
This is as strange a maze as e'er man trod: And there is in this business more than nature Was ever conduct of.