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Steven M. Tilley

Steven M. Tilley

Model: OpenArt Creative

Prompt:

Create a UHD, 64K, professional oil painting in the style of Carl Heinrich Bloch, blending the Am...Show more

Negative prompt:

lowres, error, cropped, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, out of frame, watermark, sign...Show more
Width: 640
Height: 640
Scale: 15
Steps: 100
Seed: 916565146
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.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.