human
His name? said Hatton, who was himself hastening to the feast of wit,
gpt
Why, it's our Shakespeare, man--The gentle Will--Knowest thou not Will Shakespeare, the very element of wit and pleasantry?
human
Shakespeare! said Sir Thomas.
gpt
Shakespeare! Thank you. Sir Christopher. Shakespeare! the element of wit and pleasantry! And what may be the present calling of this element of whit?
human
Oh! said Sir Thomas,
gpt
Come, Sir Thomas, said Sir Christopher,
human
I'll make him known to thee; I'll assure you he's a rare fellow, this Will Shakespeare.
gpt
I thank you, la, said the knight truly.
human
I hold not acquaintance with mummers and wild moriscos. Farewell, Sir Christopher, I am away to Warwickshire. An ass, quotha. Well, this 'tis to have deer, and parks, and warrens--this 'tis to be a player. The world's turned athwart. Farewell, Sir Christopher, (he continued hurriedly to the dancing favorite,) fail not to come to Charlecote, we'll kill the buck there--eh?