Pablo Picasso Two Women Running on the Beach The Race painting

Pablo Picasso Two Women Running on the Beach The Race painting
Johannes Vermeer Girl with a Red Hat painting
Come, my lord, and in our flightTell me how it came this nightThat I sleeping here was foundWith these mortals on the ground.
[Exeunt]
[Horns winded within]
[Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train]
THESEUS
Go, one of you, find out the forester;For now our observation is perform'd;And since we have the vaward of the day,My love shall hear the music of my hounds.Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.
[Exit an Attendant]
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,And mark the musical confusionOf hounds and echo in conjunction.
HIPPOLYTA
I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bearWith hounds of Sparta: never did I hearSuch gallant chiding: for, besides the groves,The skies, the fountains, every region nearSeem'd all one mutual cry: I never heardSo musical a discord, such sweet thunder.