human
The Count de la Roche hath a goodly mien, and a fair tongue.
gpt
Pest on these Burgundians! answered Clarence, in an undertone, and drawing Montagu aside.
human
I would wager my best greyhound to a scullion's cur that our English knights will lower their burgonets.
gpt
Nay, sir, an idle holiday show. What matters whose lance breaks, or whose destrier stumbles?
human
Will you not, yourself, cousin Montagu--you who are so peerless in the joust--take part in the fray?
gpt
I, your Highness,--I, the brother of the Earl of Warwick, whom this pageant hath been devised by the Woodvilles to mortify and disparage in his solemn embassy to Burgundy's mightiest foe!--I!
human
Sooth to say, said the young prince, much embarrassed,
gpt
Saints in heaven! exclaimed Montagu, with a burst of his fierce brother's temper, which he immediately checked, and changed into a tone that concealed, beneath outward respect, the keenest irony,
human
I crave your pardon humbly for my vehemence, Prince of Clarence. I suddenly remember me that humility is the proper virtue of knighthood. Your Grace does indeed set a notable example of that virtue to the peers of England; and my poor brother's infirmity of pride will stand rebuked for aye, when he hears that George Plantagenet bore the bassinet of Anthony Woodville.
gpt
But it is for the honour of the ladies, said Clarence, falteringly;
human
Your Highness will pardon me, interrupted Montagu;
gpt
Then I will break no lance in the lists!
human
As it likes you, prince,