Ford Madox Brown paintings
Federico Andreotti paintings
Fra Angelico paintings
"Lo, what an imagination he hath! Verily this is no common mind; else, crazed or sane, it could not weave so straight and gaudy a tale as this out of the airy nothings wherewith it hath wrought this curious romaunt. Poor ruined little head, it shall not lack friend or shelter whilst I bide with the living. He shall never leave my side; he shall be my pet, my little comrade. And he shall be cured!-aye, made whole and sound-then will he make himself a name-and proud shall I be to say, "Yes, he is mine-I took him, a homeless little ragamuffin, but I saw what was in him, and I said his name would be heard some day-behold him, observe him-was I right?'"
The king spoke-in a thoughtful, measured voice:
"Thou didst save me injury and shame, perchance my life, and so my crown. Such service demandeth rich reward. Name thy desire, and so it be within the compass of my royal power, it is thine."
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