Silhouette style dramatic lighting,
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,â
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
 <lora:add-detail-xl:2>  <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.4> <lora:Cute_Drawing:0.3> . High contrast, minimalistic, black and white, stark, dramatic