human
Pardon me, your Majesty, I spoke but of my own womanly fears, indefinite also, and perhaps groundless they are, yet, when once they had arisen in my bosom, I could not but speak them; then, if I possess your Majesty's love, do not press me further. Mine is a cruel, a hard duty to perform, yet for your sake, my King, I will not shrink from it. We must part now and for ever!
gpt
This is a tyranny, lovely lady, to which I cannot submit, exclaimed the King, his passion for the moment conquering his fears;
human
I should pine to death were I to be banished from your sight.
gpt
Your Majesty possesses the hearts of many other ladies, who will console you for my loss,
human
What! 'tis but a fit of jealousy then! thought the King.
gpt
No, lovely one, believe it not, he exclaimed aloud.
human
None have enchained my heart as you have done. Tell me that you will receive me to-morrow. Let my unswerving devotion, since you first honoured my Court with your presence, plead for me: let my ardent love be my excuse if I disobey your commands,
gpt
Let me be the suppliant, she said.
human
Do not work upon the weakness of my sex, but exert your powerful judgment, my King, and ask yourself whether the pursuit you follow will repay you for risking both life and crown. No, Sire, it cannot; and therefore I once more beseech you to desist. I should indeed be doubly guilty were you to suffer for my sake.