human
Behold, thou art fair, my love. Thine eyes are as doves in thy fragrant locks, thy lips are rosebuds, and thy two breasts are like roes which feed among the lilies. Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse.
gpt
Who art thou that shinest like the day-dawn, fair as the moon, and clear as the sun, divine daughter of Eve? And Mary still waited under the palm-tree and listened, and she began to feel strange pangs. She drew her cloak more closely round her, and saw that the stars already stood in the sky. But still Joseph came not. And from the hill the singer:
human
And from the root of Jesse a twig shall spring. And a second voice:
gpt
And all nations shall rise up and sing her praises.