As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

Middle-aged man in a costume is hiding the sight of an enormous black hole in the sky, text logo "There's nothing to see here!", cosmic horror, emptiness, void, (best quality, masterpiece), painting, 8k, hdr, detailed, intricate details

Middle-aged man in a costume is hiding the sight of an enormous black hole in the sky, text logo "There's nothing to see here!", best quality, masterpiece, 8k, hdr, detailed, intricate details

alien invasion, epic, dramatic, battle, horror, japanese art, classic art, ukiyo-e

O tender spouse of gold Hyperion, Thea, I feel thee ere I see thy face; Look up, and let me see our doom in it; Look up, and tell me if this feeble shape Is Saturn's; tell me, if thou hear'st the voice Of Saturn; tell me, if this wrinkling brow, Naked and bare of its great diadem, Peers like the front of Saturn. Who had power To make me desolate? whence came the strength? How was it nurtur'd to such bursting forth, While Fate seem'd strangled in my nervous grasp? But it is so, and I am smother'd up, And buried from all godlike exercise Of influence benign on planets pale, Of admonitions to the winds and seas, Of peaceful sway above man's harvesting, And all those acts which Deity supreme Doth ease its heart of love in

1bird, Tiny swallow on the fly, green hills of ireland, small house and new black leather tap shoes on the terrace, best quality, masterpiece, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe

1bird, Tiny swallow on the fly, green hills of ireland, small house and new black leather tap shoes on the terrace, best quality, masterpiece, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe

Yes, there must be a golden victory; There must be Gods thrown down, and trumpets blown Of triumph calm, and hymns of festival Upon the gold clouds metropolitan, Voices of soft proclaim, and silver stir Of strings in hollow shells; and there shall be Beautiful things made new, for the surprise Of the sky-children; I will give command: Thea! Thea! Thea! where is Saturn?, best quality, masterpiece, detailed, hdr, 8k, intense, dramatic

How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob Listening to the sounds and the bark of a dog Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew

How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob Listening to the sounds and the bark of a dog Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew

How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob Listening to the sounds and the bark of a dog Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew, by xavier valls, by charles tunnicliffe, by bernard cathelin, by george dawe

Summer is coming Oh Summer is near With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear And the small birds are singing their fond notes so true And the wild flowers are springing in the May morning dew, by xavier valls, by charles tunnicliffe, by bernard cathelin, by george dawe

And what will you do with your only wedded wife? Son come and tell to me, She can put her foot on board of a ship and sail away and follow then after me, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

Where have you been all a fine summer’s day Son come tell it unto me, fishing and fowling in the field in the forest I am weary mother let me be, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

Pure eternal endless emptiness of cosmos fulfilled with the immense inexhaustible irresistible source of awe and horror, masterpiece, best quality, detailed, high quality, by alex katz

Irritating eternal endless emptiness of space fulfilled with the immense inexhaustible irresistible source of awe and horror, masterpiece, best quality, detailed, high quality, scenery

Irritating eternal endless emptiness of space fulfilled with the immense inexhaustible irresistible source of awe and horror, masterpiece, best quality, detailed, high quality, scenery, by montserrat gudiol

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, Josh Kirby Style page, King in Yellow, lovecraftian, straw thread

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, Josh Kirby Style page, King in Yellow, lovecraftian, straw thread

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, by alfred stevens, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, by alfred stevens, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, by alfred stevens, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, pearlescent, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, pearlescent, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

Along the shore the cloud waves break The twin suns sink behind the lake The shadows lengthen In Carcosa Strange is the night where black stars rise And strange moons circle through the skies But stranger still is Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing Where flap the tatters of the King Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa Song of my soul my voice is dead Die thou unsung as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa, cosmic horror, dark art, by lorenzo bonechi, King in Yellow, lovecraftian

old man near the lighthouse, sentimental, 1boy, portrait, by robert henri, painting

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by alexandre calame

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by hans holbein

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by richard lindner

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by richard lindner

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by m.c.escher

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by montserrat gudiol

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by robert henri

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by siudmak

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by siudmak

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by thomas moran

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by alfred stevens

The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by alfred stevens

the enormous cute gelatine ooze cube with the surprised eyes in the dungeons, dim light, pixar art, detailed, intricate details, 8k, best quality, hdr, masterpiece, malachite style

Birds on the fly in a form of aurora borealis, changing colours from left to right randomly, full spectre, a figure of a wanderer downstairs watching the birds, the eternity going to the horizon with the black hole at the end, the feeling of overwhelming serenity, single picture

Birds on the fly in a form of aurora borealis, changing colours from left to right randomly, full spectre, a figure of a wanderer downstairs watching the birds, the eternity going to the horizon with the black hole at the end, the feeling of overwhelming serenity, single picture

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product manager in the morning, boiled eggs and pepsi max on the table, photorealistic, finnish, 26 years old man with the glasses, helsinki