human
Couldst thou not give me a few cakes, O sweet one, and some dall? he said to the good-natured looking wench who had been serving him.
gpt
I have a brother--hungry--all day in the rain--while I have eaten. Thou art like the moon, O beauty, and thy heart as soft as butter. Give me the cakes for a poor, weak, hungry brother.
human
Was there ever such a tongue and such a face? retorted the damsel, laughing.
gpt
Look, Rookmee!