human
NO. 3
gpt
O fly with me, lady, my gallant _destrere_ Is as true as the brand by my side; Through flood and o'er moorland his master he'll bear, With the maiden he seeks for a bride. This, this was the theme of the troubadour's lay, And thus did the lady reply:--
human
Sir knight, ere I trust thee, look hither and say, Do you see any green in my eye?
gpt
O, doubt me not, lady, my lance shall maintain That thou'rt peerless in beauty and fame; And the bravest should eat of the dust of the plain, Who would quaff not a cup to thy name.
human
I doubt not thy prowess in list or in fray, For none dare thy courage belie; And I'll trust thee, though kindred and priest say me nay-- When you see any green in my eye!
gpt
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