human
You're a made old man.
gpt
If never yet, that Time himself doth say, He wishes earnestly you never may.
human
Within a mile _of_ where my land and living lies.
gpt
I should blush To see you so attired; sworn, I think, To show myself a glass.
human
Upon my life she finds, although I cannot, _Myself_ to be a marvellous proper man.
gpt
He will the rather do it when he sees _Ourselves_ well-sinewed to our defence.
human
Burn hotter than my faith _does_.--Oh! but, sir.
gpt
One of these two necessities must be.
human
On his shoulder and _on_ his, her face of fire.
gpt
As your good flock shall prosper.--Sir, welcome.
human
Shakespeare [_i.e._ the printer?] was a better judge of verse than Mr. Malone.
gpt
From Dis's waggon! daffodils.