human
It is done! cried Dom Diego, with a wave of his plumed hat to the Prince.
gpt
If your Highness will send for the stormers I will lead them at once, if they will follow me.
human
And whither would ye fly, O sons and brothers? To the plain yonder, to perish by the swords of your enemies? Nay, for your honour's sake, desert me not now; and to the latest day of the Dekhan your deeds shall be sung by bards and minstrels. See, we women blench not from the storm; and she who brings my armour and my sword, a holy Syud's daughter, will die here with me, and her husband, my children both, rather than yield while we have life.