human
They are not afraid even of you.
gpt
There were four speckled eggs in it. I have lost not only my home but my pretty eggs with it. Is that right, Father Thrift?
human
Oh, Father Thrift, he said,
gpt
And pretty are the songs you can sing, said Father Thrift.
human
Many, many times have I been made happy by your sweet and cheerful notes. But who was it that hurt you?
gpt
The boys, replied Brown Thrasher.
human
They hit me with a stone from their sling shot and broke my leg.