human
Good morrow, good fellow, said jolly Robin,
gpt
What food hast [thou]? tell unto me; 10 Thy trade to me tell, and where thou dost dwell, For I like well thy company.
human
No matter where I dwell; For a butcher I am, and to Nottingham 15 I am going, my flesh to sell.
gpt
What's [the] price of thy flesh? said jolly Robin,[L17]
human
Come, tell it soon unto me; And the price of thy mare, be she never so dear, For a butcher fain would I be.
gpt
Four mark I will give thee, saith jolly Robin, 25
human
Four mark it shall be thy fee; The mony come count, and let me mount, For a butcher I fain would be.