'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
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Prompt: 'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed,
When the moon and the stars they were shining,
The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair,
And she swore she'd be my love forever
Prompt: It's not for the parting that my sister pains,
It's not for the grief of my mother,
Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass,
That my heart is breaking forever.
Prompt: All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen,
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green,
Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune,
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon
The wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring ...
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Prompt: The wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping.
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again,
Though the waeful may cease frae their grieving.
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae, on the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
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Prompt: By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
Prompt: Old master painting... young bearded knight wearing chain mail armor with green and yellow tunic holding an young golden Dragon in his hands like a baby ... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
The Rising of the Moon III - Old Spot by the River
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Prompt: Oh, then tell me Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be,
At the old spot by the river, quite well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token, whistle out the marching tune,
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Loch Lomond - I trysted my ain love the night in the broom, my Ranald wha loves me sae dearly
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Prompt: I trysted my ain love the night in the broom,
My Ranald wha loves me sae dearly,
For the morrow he marches for Edinburgh toon,
To fecht for the King and Prince Chairlie.
Prompt: Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night,
Many a manly heart was beating [throbbing] for the blessed morning light,
Murmurs rang along the valley to the banshee's lonely croon,
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon.
The Knight's Watch Verse III - He has a heart in his coat of arms, along with the cross and the lion
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Prompt: He has a heart in his coat of arms, along with the cross and the lion,
Is always upright, brave and just, and loyal to his loved ones,
But will she also remain loyal to him in a distant land?
And will she shake hands with him one day and won't be reserved?
Prompt: Old master painting... The Flying Scotsman: A charging Knight in shinning armor with lance and shield on an awesome warsteed ... on the yellow shield was a heraldic red lion (Royal Scottish Coat if Arms) .. in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
The old wise Wizard Merlin with his tomcat Laighin
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Prompt: Old master painting... The Old, wise Wizard Merlin and his familiar grey tabby british shorthair cat... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
Prompt: Old master painting... beautiful queen lady Guinevere of Camelot with a faithful tricolor Calico cat... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
Scotland the Brave I Scotland′s blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled #FBDDJUN24
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Prompt: Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters,
Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies,
Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters,
Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs,
Scotland′s blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled,
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me,
Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud,
Land of the brave and proud land of the free,
In the style of old landscape painters, ultra high resolution, highly detailed, intricate, meticulous oil painting by Alexandre Calame, Ferdinand Knab, Gustave Courbet and Caspar David Friedrich, Carl Spitzweg, William Turner and John Constable
Prompt: A knight sits at his campfire in the sunset,
He sharpens his sword and rests after a great adventure,
His eyes wander, as he longs so much for his maiden,
The one in the far away land awaits him, but it's still a long way there.
The Knight's Watch Verse IV - The knight now sits by the fire and puts his sword down ...
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Prompt: The knight now sits by the fire and puts his sword down,
In the firelight the armor flashes and sparkles again and again,
For his maiden, and that's for sure, he would give anything,
He defies all the dangers, even if it costs him his life.
The Knight's Watch Verse VIII - His heart beats loudly, admonishing him, filling him with warm shive
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Prompt: His heart beats loudly, admonishing him, filling him with warm shivers,
If he endures the hard time, it will last a long time,
He never gives up hope so that she will hear him,
Will return his love for her and then swear loyalty.
Prompt: Old master painting... bearded knight wearing a green tunic with a faithful brown tabby cat... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
The Knight's Watch Verse I - A knight sits at his campfire in the sunset
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Prompt: A knight sits at his campfire in the sunset
He sharpens his sword and rests after a great adventure
His eyes wander, as he longs so much for his maiden
The one in the far away land awaits him, but it's still a long way there
Prompt: Leaning on his sword, a single bearded knight with a green and yellow tunic over his chain mail kneels and prays at a old grave with a Celtic cross gravestone. The sky is cloudy, gray and dark, but a single ray of light breaks through the clouds and falls on the grave.
The young squire Arthur draws the Mythical Sword Excalibur from the stone - #FBDDJUL24
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Prompt: An old master painting depicting the young Arthur as a squire in leather armour and a dark red and yellow tabard in his youth as he slowly draws the mythical, magnificent sword Excalibur from a large stone. On his youthful face one can see astonishment, but also joy. The stone with the sword is located in an old, medieval English forest with old, gnarled deciduous trees with ivy climbing up them. A large ray of sunlight breaks through the leafy crowns of the mighty deciduous trees and falls directly on the young Arthur and the sword in the stone. Many different colourful blooming wild flowers and wild herbs as well as ferns grow on the forest floor. Some bees, butterflies and bumblebees can be seen. A red squirrel perches on a branch in a tree. A magical scene from the legends and history of England in the Middle Ages. The painting is rendered in the style of Titian, capturing the essence of the old master style.
Let this be the hour when we draw swords together (Théoden)
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Prompt: Let this be the hour when we draw swords together.
Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath. Now for ruin. And the red dawn!
Rally to me! To me! Forth, and fear no darkness!
Arise! Arise! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered!
A sword-day! A red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now, ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!
Death! Death! Death!
King Theoden
Lord of the Rings
Twas a morning in July, I was walking to Tipperary, when I heard a battle cry, from the mountains ..
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Prompt: 'Twas a morning in July,
I was walking to Tipperary,
When I heard a battle cry,
From the mountains over head,
As I looked up in the sky,
I saw an Irish soldier laddie,
He looked at me right fearlessly and said:
I'm a hero and that's how I'll make you feel, When you're riding well armed with me ...
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Prompt: I'm a hero and that's how I'll make you feel,
When you're riding well armed with me, and the Evil is at your heels,
I'm glory bound but when the chase is done,
I'll take off through the mountains and have fun, fun, fun,
I've got style tearing through the curves,
Let my flag wave proudly to the people that I serve,
I'm number one and I will always be,
A defender of the Good, they call the True Knight Nobbi.
You are not forgotten, even if there are not many of you! #DiversitySaturday #colourup4rare
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Prompt: A knight in silver armor, bearded, middle-aged and smiling gently, leads a colorful zebra on the reins across an autumnal meadow full of colorful wild flowers and wild herbs with beautiful blooms. Its zebra stripes shine in all the colors of the rainbow and on its back in the saddle sits a young, sickly girl in a hospital nightgown. It is a beautiful summer day, light wind, a few clouds, in the background to the right and left a few magnificent deciduous trees.
Prompt: A knight in silver armor and with a flowing red cape rides a Harley Davidson chopper motorbike down a country road into the picturesque sunset, far in the background on a hill the silhouette of a small castle ruin, on the other side an old large gnarled oak tree in which an eagle owl sits and watches.
Prompt: Salvete! I am Chevalier Sir Yvain de Leonais, Adventurer and Troubadour, Knight of the Lion, Knight of the Round Table, Count of Malfette and Papincourt, Duke of Anjou, Marquis of Brocéliande, Baron of Montmirail, True Knight of the Old Code, Warrior, Philosopher and Poet.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
