human
What I was I am, More _straining_ on for plucking back, not following My leash unwillingly
gpt
Unless he know some _strain_ in me that I know not myself.
human
You will not own it.--More than _I am_ mistress of.
gpt
Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself, No father owning it.
human
But yet hear this; mistake me not. No! life-- I prize it not a straw.... But, for mine honour.
gpt
Which you knew great, and to the hazard _boldly_.
human
What studied torments, tyrant, hast _thou_ for me? What wheels? _what_ racks? _what_ fires? what flaying, boiling, In leads or oils?
gpt
Who is lost too. Take your patience to you, _sir_.
human
Which may, if Fortune please, both breed thee, pretty _one_.
gpt
A boy or a child, I wonder.