human
Piper Tim! Piper Tim!
gpt
Piper Tim, said the little girl gravely,
human
A little wee woman with a red hat and kerchief around her neck, an' she said, 'Go straight to Piper Tim an' tell him to play The Call o' the Sidhe
gpt
Play, Piper Tim, an' shut your eyes an' I'll see what you should see an' tell you what 'tis.
human
They're here, Piper Tim, all the river fog in the valley is full of them, dancin' and singin' so gay-like to cheer up the poor hills. An' whist! Here they come up the road, troops and troops of them, all so bright in the ferlie green; an' sure, with a little catch of merriment,