human
The blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of heaven,
gpt
The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers,
human
And now She spoke through the still weather.
gpt
Are you afraid to speak to him?
human
The bar I leaned on (was) warm,
gpt
Halloo, there! What are you doing?
human
Look out he don't shoot you,