Join for FREE | Take the Tour Lost Password?
Shop deviantART for the
holidays and save BIG!
Click here! :holly:
[x]

deviantART

:love:
 
©2007-2009 *azazel1944
:iconazazel1944:

Artist's Comments

2 years ago give a magazine picture the title page

Comments


love 0 0 joy 1 1 wow 2 2 mad 0 0 sad 0 0 fear 0 0 neutral 0 0
:iconsavagedryad:
Wonderful! Reminds me of "The Promise" Oh and extra points for drawing all the armor and weapons just perfect!

--
"One day I woke up and realized I was never going to be normal"
:iconjezebel1669:
"You there, get me a juice box."

--
Join the fun, join the Harem ~jessiesheram
:icontouch-not-this-cat:
The Last Hero
by G.K.Chesterton


--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The wind blew out from Bergen from the dawning to the day,
There was a wreck of trees and fall of towers a score of miles away,
And drifted like a livid leaf I go before its tide,
Spewed out of house and stable, beggared of flag and bride.
The heavens are bowed about my head, shouting like seraph wars,
With rains that might put out the sun and clean the sky of stars,
Rains like the fall of ruined seas from secret worlds above,
The roaring of the rains of God none but the lonely love.
Feast in my hall, O foemen, and eat and drink and drain,
You never loved the sun in heaven as I have loved the rain.
The chance of battle changes -- so may all battle be;
I stole my lady bride from them, they stole her back from me.
I rent her from her red-roofed hall, I rode and saw arise,
More lovely than the living flowers the hatred in her eyes.
She never loved me, never bent, never was less divine;
The sunset never loved me, the wind was never mine.
Was it all nothing that she stood imperial in duresse?
Silence itself made softer with the sweeping of her dress.
O you who drain the cup of life, O you who wear the crown,
You never loved a woman's smile as I have loved her frown.

The wind blew out from Bergen to the dawning of the day,
They ride and run with fifty spears to break and bar my way,
I shall not die alone, alone, but kin to all the powers,
As merry as the ancient sun and fighting like the flowers.
How white their steel, how bright their eyes! I love each laughing knave,
Cry high and bid him welcome to the banquet of the brave.
Yea, I will bless them as they bend and love them where they lie,
When on their skulls the sword I swing falls shattering from the sky.
The hour when death is like a light and blood is like a rose, --
You never loved your friends, my friends, as I shall love my foes.

Know you what earth shall lose to-night, what rich uncounted loans,
What heavy gold of tales untold you bury with my bones?
My loves in deep dim meadows, my ships that rode at ease,
Ruffling the purple plumage of strange and secret seas.
To see this fair earth as it is to me alone was given,
The blow that breaks my brow to-night shall break the dome of heaven.
The skies I saw, the trees I saw after no eyes shall see,
To-night I die the death of God; the stars shall die with me;
One sound shall sunder all the spears and break the trumpet's breath:
You never laughed in all your life as I shall laugh in death.


(Written in 1901)

--
"...they rebel against they know not what, because it arose they know not when; intent only on its ending, they are ignorant of its beginning; and therefore of its very being." The Dumb Ox, by GK Chesterton -- Read GKC: [link]
:iconjean-auron:
really really awesome man
:iconhybridrain:
fire!!!!!!!!!

--
Enter my Realm!
[link]
:iconncloud:
Amazing art, its all soo Fantastic.

--
Art is Fun, I Love Art and hope everybody else does too.
Hope Art Brings Everyone Closer Together.
:iconiganinja:
I like your battle scene art, you should try another historical piece.

--
What is the terror of Death?
That we die, our work incomplete.
What is the joy of life?
To die, knowing our task is done.


In each of us there burns a soul of a warrior
:iconnigellus:
Say, this looks like General Guangming from The Promise

--
Hindi ko alam kung ito'y dahil sa mga tala, o sa kahilingan ng isang nakatataas na mga manlilikha, na sa dami dami ng mga tao sa isang silid aralan, ang sino pang hindi handa ay may malaking tsansang tawagin ng prof upang sagutin ang tanong sa pisara.
:iconfabiusmaximus:
看那面具难道是兰陵王高长恭!

Details

July 28, 2007
326 KB
326 KB
984×484

Statistics

10
296 [who?]
38,170 (24 today)
1,268 (2 today)

Share

Link
Embed
Thumb

Site Map