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Jinxie

Jinxie

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

romantic landscape with lake with blue-green water, autumn trees, watersoluble painting
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 2069842431
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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The Lake Isle of Innisfree
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

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And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

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While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.