human
By the sweet power of music; therefore the poets.
gpt
Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion.
human
That she did give me, whose--poësy was --For all the world like cutler's poetry Upon a knife--_Love me and leave me not_.
gpt
Or your own honour to contain the ring.
human
In summer where the ways are fair enough.
gpt
Well while I live,