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So this is Ned Stark. This is good practice. I start by laying basic colors, marking off shadows and highlights. The point is not the size or shape so much as the lighting. His hair is naturally light brown look on the other side of the photo where there is no sunlight , but when the sun hits it, it looks almost white. So I lay in colors accordingly. I start big and get increasingly more detailed. You only have to give the impression. In photorealism, you only have to draw what you see. Instead, you see blobs of white and ovals of black and orange squiggles. Draw what you see, and draw only enough to believe it.
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His faith is great, I cannot touch his soul, But what I may afflict his body with, I will attempt — which is but little worth. One thing, good servant, let me crave of thee, To glut the longing of my heart's desire: That I might have unto my paramour That heavenly Helen which I saw of late, Whose sweet embracings may extinguish clean These thoughts that do dissuade me from my vow: And keep mine oath I made to Lucifer.
Faustus, this, or what else thou shalt desire, Shall be performed in twinkling of an eye. Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss: Her lips suck forth my soul, see where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena! I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy shall Wittenberg be sacked; And I will combat with weak Menelaus, And wear thy colors on my plumed crest: Accursed Faustus, miserable man, That from thy soul exclud'st the grace of heaven, And fliest the throne of his tribunal seat!
My faith, vile hell, shall triumph over thee!
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Ambitious fiends, see how the heavens smiles At your repulse, and laughs your state to scorn. Hence hell, for hence I fly unto my God. O gentle Faustus, leave this damned art This magic, that will charm thy soul to hell, And quite bereave thee of salvation. Though thou hast now offended like a man, Do not persevere in it like a devil. Yet, yet, thou hast an amiable soul, If sin by custom grow not into nature: Then Faustus, will repentance come too late, Then thou art banished from the sight of heaven.
No mortal can express the pains of hell. It may be this my exhortation Seems harsh, and all unpleasant. Let it not, For gentle son, I speak it not in wrath. Or envy of thee, but in tender love, And pity of thy future misery, And so have hope, that this my kind rebuke, Checking thy body, may amend thy soul. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee, then had I lived still; but now I die eternally.
Look, comes he not, comes he not? Belike he is grown into some sickness, by being oversolitary. If it be so, we'll have physicians to cure him; 'tis but a surfeit: A surfeit of deadly sin, that hath damned both body and soul. Yet Faustus, look up to heaven; remember God's mercies are infinite. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned!
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The serpent that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. Ah gentlemen, hear with patience, and tremble not at my speeches, though my heart pants and quivers to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years — O would I had never seen Wittenberg, never read book — and what wonders I have done, all Wittenberg can witness — yea, all the world; for which Faustus hath lost both Germany and the world — yea, heaven itself — heaven the seat of God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy, and must remain in hell for ever — hell, ah, hell for ever!
Sweet friends, what shall become of Faustus, being in hell for ever? Yet Faustus, call on God. On God, whom Faustus hath abjured? On God, whom Faustus hath blasphemed? O my God — I would weep, but the Devil draws in my tears! O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands, but see, they hold 'em, they hold 'em!
Ah gentlemen, I gave them my soul for my cunning. God forbade it indeed, but Faustus hath done it: I writ them a bill with mine own blood, the date is expired, the time will come, and he will fetch me. Why did not Faustus tell us of this before, that divines might have prayed for thee? Oft have I thought to have done so, but the devil threatened to tear me in pieces if I named God, to fetch both body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity; and now 'tis too late. Gentlemen away, lest you perish with me! O what shall we do to save Faustus?
God will strengthen me. I will stay with Faustus. Tempt not God, sweet friend, but let us into the next room, and there pray for him. Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever you hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. Pray thou, and we will pray, that God may have mercy upon thee.
If I live till morning, I'll visit you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. Ah Faustus, Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damned perpetually. Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come.
Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make Perpetual day, or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul. O lente, lente currite noctis equi! O, I'll leap up to my God!
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Who pulls me down? See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop: Where is it now? Mountains and hills, come, come and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God.