human
Where is the Earl of Holderness? With anxious look, he said.
gpt
Alas, O King! a courtier cried,
human
The noble Earl is dead!
gpt
I've fought beside thee in the field, And 'neath the greenwood tree; It is but fair for thee to give Yon vacant place to me.
human
My name is known in every land, My talents have been thine, Bestow this Earldom, then, on me, For it is justly mine.
gpt
O King, this is the rightful heir Of Holderness,
human
Helpless, he comes to claim his own, Let no man do him wrong, For he is weak and fatherless, And thou art just and strong.
gpt
When thou hast need of brawny arms To draw thy deadly bows, When thou art wanting crafty men To crush thy mortal foes.
human
I cannot fight, But I can pray to God, O King, And God can give thee might!
gpt
Our swords may cleave the casques of men, Our blood may stain the sod, But what are human strength and power Without the help of God?