Prompt: As dauntless in battle as tender in love He'd yield
ne'er a foor toe the foeman
enemy But never again frae the field o' the slain
from Tae his Moira will he come by Loch Lomond
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.
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.
'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
Nimue, the Lady of the Lake, rises up the legendary sword Excalibur
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Prompt: Lady with long blonde hair arising out of the water of a lake wearing a bejeweled silken gown... white and magnificent... holding aloft a magnificent broadsword, looking foward, mist on the water, very atmospheric scene... ... in the style of Arthur Rackham
Prompt: A single bearded knight with a green and yellow tunic over his chain mail stands in front of an old stone Romanesque chapel and carefully holds in his hands a white dove that has an olive branch in its beak. It is a dark, gray sky full of clouds, but a single beam of light falls on the dove. Ivy grows on the walls of the chapel, and there are old, mighty and gnarled trees to the right and left of the chapel. The chapel has a Celtic cross at the top of the tower.
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.
Red is the Rose II - Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass
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Prompt: Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass,
Come over the hills to your darling,
You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow,
And I'll be your true love forever.
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
Prompt: O you take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye,
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
Prompt: Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any
The Rising of the Moon VI - Flashing Pikes together
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Prompt: By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon,
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon,
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon,
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon .
'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon.
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
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 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.
The Rising of the Moon II The Rebels are gathering
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Prompt: Oh, then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so.
Hush me buachaill, hush and listen, and his cheeks were all a-glow.
I bear orders from the captain, get ye ready quick and soon,
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon.
Prompt: And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so,
Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen and his cheeks were all aglow,
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon,
For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon.
Prompt: And here's a good Health to the brave Knight's of Saint John, The first in field and the last from the fray, When the Saracens armies are banished and beaten, They'll talk of Saint John's Knights are winning the day!
Prompt: Holiness is in right action and courage on behalf of those who cannot defend themselves, and goodness. What God desires is here in your mind and here in your heart, and what you decide to do every day, you will be a good man - or not.
Prompt: He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honour to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Prompt: Old master painting... The beautiful medieval Witch Morgan le Fay with a faithful silver-grey Chartreux Cat ... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
Prompt: In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me:
As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
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: He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
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
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.
