human
Now, lass, thou must hang by the neck till thou be'st dead.
gpt
Stop, stop, I think I see my mother coming! O mother, hast thou brought my golden ball And come to set me free?
human
I've neither brought thy golden ball Nor come to set thee free, But I have come to see thee hung Upon this gallows-tree.
gpt
Now, lass, say thy prayers for thou must die.
human
Stop, stop, I think I see my father coming! O father, hast thou brought my golden ball And come to set me free?
gpt
I've neither brought thy golden ball Nor come to set thee free, But I have come to see thee hung Upon this gallows-tree.
human
Hast thee done thy prayers? Now, lass, put thy head into the noose.
gpt
Stop, stop, I think I see my brother coming!