human
Therefore fall on, or else be gone, And yield to us the day: 70 It never shall be said that we are afraid Of thee, nor thy yeomen gay.
gpt
If that be so, cries bold Robin,
human
Let me but know your names, And in the forrest of merry Sheerwood, 75 I shall extol your fames.
gpt
And with our names, one of them said,
human
What hast thou here to do? Except that thou wilt fight it out, Our names thou shalt not know.