human
What is it, in the name of wonder? said the Knight.
gpt
Read, man, read; don't stand glaring like a driveller. Is my place placarded for sale?
human
An it so please ye, said the Falconer,
gpt
Thou art a knave, said the Knight.
human
Read, I tell thee. I am curious to know what such documents can have to do with my gates. Read, I say, without more circumstance.
gpt
A parliament member, a justice of peace, At home a poor scarecrow, in London an ass. If Lucy is--
human
Ahem! 'If Lucy is--'
gpt
Proceed, sirrah, said Sir Thomas, with the calmness of concentrated rage;
human
If Lucy is lowsey as some folk miscall it, Then lowsey is Lucy whatever befall it.
gpt
Here's goodly stuff toward, he said, as the Falconer stopped after the four first lines, and stood looking as much scared as if he had himself been guilty of the composition.
human
This, then, Sir Hugh, is doubtless the production of thy witty friend. A pestilence strike such wit! say I. Here, hand me the paper. Now may the fiend take me, an I do not give him his full deserts for this insult.