human
Hither, my brave boy, cried Rugge, presenting him to Annys;
gpt
Good! cried Annys, clapping the boy upon his back;
human
I am ready,
gpt
Yea, these minstrels do wot well how to reach the heart of the people, said Rugge,
human
A rime, a rime, give us one now,
gpt
Yea, a rime, a rime, a geste!