human
You'd venture an emballing.
gpt
Commends his good opinion of you [to you] and Does purpose honour to you.
human
Would I had no being If this salute my blood a jot. It faints me.
gpt
It _greets_ me, as an enterprise of kindness
human
For why should others' false adulterate eyes Give _salutation_ to my sportive _blood_?
gpt
What friend of mine, That had to him derived your anger, did I Continue in my liking? Nay, gave notice He was from thence discharg'd.
human
My father, King of Spain, was reckoned one The wisest prince that there had reigned.
gpt
For he is one the truest knight alive.
human
It shall be therefore bootless That longer you desire the court. * *