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: 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: 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
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.
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
Prompt: A website homepage that offers daily song suggestions. The main face of the website, which offers coffee suitable for the song, is fun, colorful, lively and has musical notes flying around.
Prompt: See a body and a dream of the dead days
A followin' of lost and blind
Livin' far from here
Tomorrow is a hard to find
And it seems like twenty five years of promises and give me more
Scenes of a hand me down in dresses heard before
First and last and always
Till the end of the time
First and last and always
Mine
Maybe it's not so easy
Maybe it's a way too long
Say, say you'll be by me
When the evidence comes along
First and last and always
My calling
My time
First and last and always
Mine
My calling
My time
Prompt: Watercolour of a boy playing a tuba, full body, style of Arthur Rackham, colour harmony, perfect face imaging, aesthetic, beautiful eyes, realistic human anatomy
Prompt: Masterpiece ((no numbers, no letters)) the very proud red robin by Anna Steg wears a Tudor hat with feather and a Junker doublet from the Tudor period (it) stands on a branch with leaves, all in dark brown red and blue color, only the ruff is white, and sings into a microphone, flawless, anatomically correct full body shot, behind landscape with heart, by Anna Steg, by Haeckel, by Monge
Prompt: Broken Arrow: A panoramic, cinematic scene that captures a moment of dramatic change, symbolized by a shattered arrow on the ground amidst a battlefield that has suddenly gone silent. In the distance, a new dawn breaks, symbolizing hope and renewal. The scene juxtaposes the themes of conflict and peace, loss and recovery, reflecting the song's narrative complexity.
Prompt: Far and wide as the eye can wander
Heath and bog are everywhere
Not a bird sings out to cheer us
Oaks are standing gaunt and bare
Up and down the guards are marching
No one, no one can get through
Flight would mean a sure death facing
Guns and barbed wire block our view
Prompt: Bohemian Rhapsody: A surreal, dreamlike scene that captures the eclectic and operatic spirit of the song, "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen, filled with artist Salvador Dalí's bizarre and imaginative elements.
Prompt: Create a picture from the lyrics to the song, "The Long and Winding Road" by The Beatles. An enchanting scene displayed with three-dimensional realism and vibrant colors.
Prompt: The Long and Winding Road (Beatles): Create a picture from the lyrics to the song, "The Long and Winding Road" by The Beartles. An enchanting scene displayed with three-dimensional realism and vibrant colors.
Prompt: [Artwork by Yoshitaka Amano]
Red on black!
Step by step, the devil himself is no brother,
Time for the sun, time for the moon,
Like snowfall in the thaw,
We walked across the earth.
Prompt: Nightingale on a branch in a thick hedgerow, singing, the breath draws the notes of her song on a misty treble cleft scale, sunrise, cold colors,
Prompt: SONG OF SOLOMON Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead. Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
Prompt: SONG OF SOLOMON
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil.
Thy hair is as a flock of goats,
That lie along the side of mount Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn,
Which are come up from the washing,
Whereof every one hath twins,
And none is bereaved among them.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,
And thy mouth is comely.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
Behind thy veil.
Thy neck is like the tower of David
Builded for an armory,
Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,
All the shields of the mighty men.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns
That are twins of a roe,
Which feed among the lilies.
Thou art all fair, my love;
And there is no spot in thee.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
With me from Lebanon:
Look from the top of Amana,
From the top of Senir and Hermon,
From the lions’ dens,
From the mountains of the leopards.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;
Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,
With one chain of thy neck.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride!
How much better is thy love than wine!
And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
Thy lips, O my bride, drop as the honeycomb:
Honey and milk are under thy tongue;
And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride;
A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits;
Henna with spikenard plants,
Spikenard and saffron,
Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;
Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
Thou art a fountain of gardens,
A well of living waters,
And flowing streams from Lebanon.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south;
Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out.
Let my beloved come into his garden,
And eat his precious fruits.
Prompt: And the devil in black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain you
You run for cover in the temple of love
I shine like thunder cry like rain
And the temple grows old and strong
But the wind blows longer cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before
This black wind calls my name to you no more
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