human
If you will look beside the brook You'll see, I know quite well, That hidden in each mossy nook Is many a cockle-shell.
gpt
What's the matter, little one?
human
Although the flowers I much admire, You know papa did say He won't be home again, Squire, Till all have passed away.
gpt
You must be patient, my child, replied her friend;
human
Skylark