human
Put spurs to thy horse, Hastings, and hie thee fast to Baynard's Castle. Bring back Gloucester. In these difficult matters that boy's head is better than a council.
gpt
Your Highness, said Hastings, tightening his girdle with one hand, while with the other he shortened his stirrups,
human
And so lose the fairest day this summer hath bestowed upon us? Tush!--the more need for pleasaunce to-day since business must come to-morrow. Away with you, dear Will!