human
Short-lived beauty, Excellency, he leered, with the jester's privilege.
gpt
Yesterday shining in the sun. To-day! He laughed hoarsely and dropped the ruined insect.
human
he chuckled.
gpt
Mark this philosophy, my captain. When old age sends me white hairs and a reverend aspect you shall perchance call me beautiful, if you look not too closely at my hump; but when the bloom of yonder beauteous lady turns to seed----
human
Off, Bossu! cried Roussilac angrily.
gpt
Learn to turn your jesting with a better judgment, or your tongue shall be slit and your back whipped.
human
My faith! the dwarf chuckled.
gpt
I have no back. I am like the frog, but shoulders and legs.