human
Ah, Aucassin! she said.
gpt
Never will you have joy of me. Your father hates me to death, and I must cross the sea, and go to some strange land.
human
If you were to go away, said Aucassin,
gpt
Ah! she said.
human
I love you more than you love me.
gpt
Nay, my sweet lady, said he.
human
Woman cannot love man as much as man loves woman. Woman only loves with her eyes; man loves with his heart.