human
It is all like a dream to me, this river, said Phillis, in a low voice.
gpt
It comes from some unknown place, and goes to some unknown place.
human
It is like life, Phil.
gpt
Yes; we come like the river, trailing long glories behind us--you know what Wordsworth says--but we do not go to be swallowed up in the ocean, and we are not alone. We have those that love us to be with us, and prevent us from getting sad with thought. I have you, Jack.
human
Yes, Phil.
gpt
Take me in, Jack, she said, when they reached Agatha's lawn.
human
It is enough for one day.