The Wings of the Pegasus

The Pegasus of the Lady's Realm

The artists of most of the work shown on this section are unknown to me.
I would like to enlist the help of my viewers to help me give proper credit.
If any one knows the artist of any of the images down in this section please let me know.

These first three were painted by David Jean

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THE STOLEN CHILD
(A Poem by W.B. Yeats)

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats.
There we've hid our fairy vats
Full of berries,

And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O, human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.

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Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses,
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands, and mingling glances,
Till the moon has taken flight;

To and fro we leap,
and chase the frothy bubbles,
while the world is full of troubles,
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away! O, human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes,
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout,
And whispering in their ears;
We give them evil dreams,
Leaning softly out

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From ferns that drop their tears
Of dew on the young streams.
Come! O, human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Away with us, he's going
The solemn-eyed;

He'll hear no more the lowing
of the calves on the warm hill-side,
Or the kettle on the hob
sing peace into his breast;
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
to the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
for the world's more full of weeping than
he can understand.

The Following are by unknown artists.
If anyone knows who the artists of any of these images might be please let me know.

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Emille Touraine

Bellerophon
    One day Bellerophon, a courageous young man from Corinth, arrived at the court of King lobates of Lycia in Asia. He handed the king a sealed letter, and the king greeted him cordially and welcomed him as his guest.
    Many days later, the king opened the letter and read it to himself. It was from another king, and it said, "The bearer of this letter must be put to death immediately, for he has displeased my wife."
    King lobates was disturbed, for how could he put to death a guest whom he had honored at his own table? Instead he thought of a way to end Bellerophon's life without having a direct hand in his death.
    He said to Bellerophon, "I have an important and difficult task for a brave warrior such as you.
    "I am eager to serve you," said Bellerophon. "Tell me what I must do."
    "You must slay the fire breathing monster, the Chimera, who has been killing the people of my kingdom. She has the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and the tail of a dragon, and nobody has been able to conquer her."

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Greg
Hildebrandt

    "This I shall gladly attempt," said Bellerophon boldly, but actually he was shaking with fear. How could he slay such a dreadful monster?
    He consulted a seer, who advised him, "You must capture the wild winged horse, Pegasus. Then mount this wonderful flying horse and do battle with the Chimera."
    "Everyone has heard of Pegasus," said Bellerophon. "But how shall I capture this animal?"
    "Go and sleep in the temple of Athena," said the seer, and he would say no more.
    Bellerophon spent the night in the temple, sleeping fitfully, dreaming of the Chimera and of winged Pegasus. In one dream, the goddess Athena gave him a golden bridle, saying, "Use this to capture Pegasus." When Bellerophon awoke, the golden bridle was in his hand. The dream had been real! Athena had visited him during the night.

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    He ran out to the fields with the bridle and found Pegasus drinking from a spring. Bellerophon approached quietly, and miraculously Pegasus did not run away. Instead the horse raised his head and allowed Bellerophon to slip the bridle over it.
    Beflerophon put on his armor and mounted Pegasus, and they flew up, up into the air. What a glorious feeling! They flew over fields and mountains until, below, Bellerophon sighted the Chimera, breathing fire.
    He put a piece of lead on the end of his spear and directed Pegasus to circle above the monster, lower and lower, until Bellerophon was almost near enough to touch her Then he rammed the spear into the Chimera's mouth. The monster's fiery breath melted the lead, which poured down her throat and charred her insides. Quickly the Chimera died.

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Klaus Holitzka

The people of Lycia were overjoyed and proclaimed Bellerophon a hero. However, King lobates still hoped that he would die. He sent Bellerophon on other dangerous adventures on his horse, Pegasus, but each time the hero was victorious.
Finally lobates accepted Bellerophon as a hero and gave him his daughter in marriage. Many happy years followed until Bellerophon attempting immortality, tried to fly to Olympus on Pegasus. This angered Zeus, and he caused a gadfly to sting Pegasus. The horse reared and threw its rider, who tumbled through the sky to earth. He landed safely but became lame and blind and roamed the earth alone until his death. Pegasus, however, flew on to Olympus and became the honored bearer of Zeus's thunderbolts.

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