human
Abide, abide, The willful waterweeds held me thrall, The loving laurel turned my tide, The ferns and the fondling grass said,
gpt
Stay, The dewberry dipped for to work delay, And the little reeds sighed,
human
Abide, abide,
gpt
Pass not so cold, these manifold Deep shades of the hills of Habersham, These glades in the valleys of Hall.