human
As those that feed grow full; as blossoming time That from the seedness the bare fallow brings To teeming foison ... even so her plenteous womb,
gpt
The Duke, _who_ is very strangely gone from hence, Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, In hand and hope of action.
human
Err'd in this point which now you censure him _for_.
gpt
What's open made To justice, that justice seizes. What know the laws?
human
Some run from brakes of ice and answer none, And some _are_ condemn'd for a fault alone.
gpt
(R. and J. iii. 5);
human
I thought by the readiness in the office, you had,