human
Better will not be the banquet, Nor the guest-provision lessened. 260 House for work, the road for strangers, Unrefreshed from the carousal! Quit this place, O scamp of Hiisi, Haste away from all folks' knowledge, To thy home, O toad the basest, Forth, O scoundrel, to thy country!
gpt
None would let himself be banished, Not a man, how bad soever, 270 From this place be ever driven, Forced to fly from such a station.
human
O thou Ahti Saarelainen, Or thou handsome Kaukomieli, Let us match our swords together, Match the glitter of the sword-blades, 280 Whether my sword is the better, Or is Ahti Saarelainen's.
gpt
Little of my sword is left me, For on bones it has been shattered, And on skulls completely broken! But let this be as it may be, If no better feast is ready, Let us struggle, and determine Which of our two swords is favoured. 290 Ne'er in former times my father In a duel has been worsted, Why should then his son be different, Or his child be like a baby?