Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Francisco de Zurbaran Rest on the flight to Egypt painting

Francisco de Zurbaran Rest on the flight to Egypt paintingClaude Lorrain Seaport with the Embarkation of the Queen of Sheba paintingArthur Hughes Ophelia painting
eyes that want to see a manticore there—eyes that would take a real manticore for a lion, a dragon for a lizard, and the Midgard Serpent for an earthquake. And a unicorn for a white mare."
The unicorn halted in her slow, desperate round of the cage, realizing for the first time that the magician understood her speech. He smiled, and she saw that his face was frighten-ingly young for a grown man—untraveled by time, unvisited by grief or wisdom. "I know you," he said.
The bars whispered wickedly between them. Rukh was leading the crowd to the inner cages now. The unicorn asked the tall man, "Who are you?"
"I am called Schmendrick the Magician," he answered. "You won't have heard of me."
The unicorn came very near to explaining that it was hardly for her to have heard of one wizard or

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