human
that the Butterfly stretched his wings to a neighbouring garden; here such various beauties met his eyes that he could not help returning to call his friend to enjoy them with him.
gpt
Such a bed of tulips, I have met with, said he,
human
Have you not yet learnt that there is something more valuable in a flower than its colour? returned the Bee, with a smile;
gpt
continued he, as he stretched his wings to accompany his friend,
human
Surely, surely, thought the idle Butterfly,