human
Right so lewed men, And of litel knowyng, Selden falle thei so foule And so fer in synne, As clerkes of holy chirche That kepen Cristes tresor, The which is mannes soule to save, As God seith in the Gospel: _Ite vos in vineam meam._
gpt
Sone, she seide to me, 6590
human
Here myghtow se wondres, And knowe that thow coveitest, And come therto, peraunter.