human
Abide, abide, The wilful waterweeds held me thrall, The laving 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 Here in the hills of Habersham, Here in the valleys of Hall.
gpt
Pass not, so cold, these manifold Deep shades of the hills of Habersham, These glades in the valleys of Hall.