human
Run-awayes
gpt
Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steedes, Towards Phoebus' lodging such a wagoner As Phaeton would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudie night immediately. Spred thy close curtaine, Love-performing night, That run-awayes eyes may wincke, and Romeo Leape to these armes, vntalkt of and vnseene.