human
Now who shall say he loves me not.
gpt
You beg so pert for the kiss you seek It reminds me, John, she said,
human
Of a poodle pet that jumps to 'speak' For a crumb or a crust of bread.
gpt
Good night! And again her laugh, like a knell that tolled, And a wide-eyed mock surprise,--
human
Why, John, she said,
gpt
--
human
But I know you love me now,
gpt
You are old, Father William, and though one would think All the veins in your body were dry, Yet the end of your nose is red as a pink; I beg your indulgence, but why?
human
You see, Father William replied,
gpt
You are old, said the youth,
human
Alas, said the sage,
gpt
I was tempted to choose Me a wife in my earlier years, And the grief, when I think that she didn't refuse, Has reddened my eyelids with tears.
human
You are old, Father William, the young man said,
gpt
And you never touch wine, you declare, Yet you sleep with your feet at the head of the bed; Now answer me that if you dare.
human
In my youth, said the sage,
gpt
I was told it was true, That the world turned around in the night; I cherished the lesson, my boy, and I knew That at morning my feet would be right.
human
You are old, said the youth,
gpt
My boy, said the sage,
human
I have answered you fair, While you stuck to the point in dispute, But this is a personal matter, and there Is my answer--the toe of my boot.