human
Lo! see my staff, it is lusty and tough, Now here on the bridge we will play; 50 Whoever falls in, the other shall win The battel, and so we'll away.
gpt
With all my whole heart, the stranger reply'd;
human
I scorn in the least to give out;
gpt
So long as I'm able to handle my staff To die in your debt, friend, I scorn: