Prompt: John Maynard!
" Who is John Maynard?"
" John Maynard was our helmsman,
he held out, until we reached the shore;
he saved us, his is the crown,
he died for us, our love be his reward.
John Maynard!" --
The "Swallow" flies over Lake Erie,
spray foams around the bow
like flakes of snow,
from Detroit she flies to Buffalo;
and the hearts are free and glad,
and the passengers with children and wives
already they see the shore in the dusk,
and chatting all folks to John Maynard comes:
" How far is it still, helmsman?"
He looks ahead and looks around:
" Still thirty minutes...half an hour."
All hearts are glad, all hearts are free --
there it sounds from the cargo room like a cry;
" Fire!" was it, that one could hear,
a smoke from cabin and hatch arouse,
a smoke, then flames ablaze,
and still twenty minutes to Buffalo.
And the passengers, a mixed crowd,
stay huddled together on the foreship,
on the foreship there is still air and light,
but on the helm it hovers tight,
and a whining arises: "Where are we? Where?"
And still fifteen minutes to Buffalo.
The draft becomes stronger,
but the smoke cloud stays,
the captain to the steer wheel peers,
he cannot see his helmsman anymore,
but through the megaphone he asks:
" Still there, John Maynard?"
" Yes, master, I am."
" Onto the shore! Into the surf!"
" I hold onto it."
And the crowd aboard cheers: "Keep on! Hello!"
And still ten minutes to Buffalo.
"Still there, John Maynard?" And answer comes
with dying voice: "Yes, master, I keep on!"
And into the surf, the reefs, the rocks,
he slams the "Swallow" amid;
if there is rescue, it comes only this way.
Rescue: The shore of Buffalo.
The ship is broken. The fire smoldered.
Saved all. -- But one is missing! --
All bells are ringing; their sounds rising
to heaven from churches and chapels,
apart of that the town is silent,
one duty only it has today:
Ten thousands follow or more,
and no eye in the crowd without tears.
Prompt: Who rides so late through the night and wind?
It is the father with his child;
He has the boy in his arms,
He holds him securely, he keeps him warm.
My son, why are you hiding your face so fearfully? –
Father, can you not see the Erlking?
The Erlking with crown and tail? –
My son, it is a streak of mist. –
“You dear child, come, go with me!
I will play very beautiful games with you;
Many colorful flowers are on the shore,
My mother has many golden garments.” –
My father, my father, and do you not hear
What the Erlking promises me quietly? –
Be calm, stay calm, my child;
The wind rustles in the dry leaves. –
“Will you go with me, fine boy?
My daughters will look after you well;
My daughters lead the nightly dance
And rock and dance and sing you to sleep." -
My father, my father, and don't you see there
The Erlkönig's daughters in the gloomy place? -
My son, my son, I see it clearly:
The old willows seem so grey. -
"I love you, I am attracted to your beautiful figure;
And if you are not willing, I will use force." -
My father, my father, now he is touching me!
The Erlkönig has done me harm! -
The father is terrified; he rides quickly,
He holds the groaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with difficulty and hardship;
The child in his arms was dead.
Prompt: I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me
Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face
And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be
I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
I will find my way if I can be strong
I know every mile would be worth my while
When I go the distance, I'll be right where I belong
Down an unknown road to embrace my fate
Though that road may wander, it will lead me to you
And a thousand years would be worth the wait
It might take a lifetime but somehow I'll see it through
And I won't look back, I can go the distance
And I'll stay on track, no I won't accept defeat
It's an uphill slope
But I won't lose hope, 'til I go the distance
And my journey is complete, oh yeah
But to look beyond the glory is the hardest part
For a hero's strength is measured by his heart, oh
Like a shooting star, I will go the distance
I will search the world, I will face its harms
I don't care how far, I can go the distance
'Til I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms
I will search the world, I will face its harms
'Til I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms
Prompt: On the right of the picture is a dragon, on the left a raven, the raven carries a symbol which is a crescent moon open to the left, a full moon and a crescent moon open to the right next to each other.
Prompt: Hermione Granger from the film “Harry Potter” can be seen in the foreground, a book in the right hand. Behind her is a lake and behind that is Hogwarts Castle. The picture has something mysterious about it.
Prompt: Hermione Granger from the film “Harry Potter” can be seen in the foreground. Behind her is a lake and behind that is Hogwarts Castle. The picture has something mysterious about it.
Prompt: I've been dreaming of friendly faces
I've got so much time to kill
Just imagine people laughing
I know some day we will
And even if it's far away
Get me through another day
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world's been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
From a distance all these mountains
Are just some tiny hills
Wildflowers, they keep living
While they're just standing still
I've been missing yesterday
But what if there's a better place?
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world's been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world's been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world's been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
Prompt: Generate it like a fresco:
The river bends towards the background, so that the view of it is interrupted by some trees on the right and can only be seen again in the distance.
In the foreground a king sits under a mighty old oak tree, next to him are counts, nobles and warriors who form the king's army. Opposite him are other noble men and warriors and people, at their head a very wealthy man and next to him a younger man. The middle forms an open circle. The king's herald and four horn blowers walk into the middle.
A beautiful young woman in a white, very simple dress walks very slowly and with great shame towards the middle of the foreground; women, dressed very simply in white, follow her, but they remain in the background at the outermost edge of the court circle.
Prompt: You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and still
All you'll own is Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
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takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
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Deep Dream
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