A Roaring Good TimeThe sun was setting below the horizon. The last of the sightseers were leaving Trafalgar Square in downtown London, heading back to their hotels with their families.
The Square took on an eerie emptiness. The pigeons flew to nearby window ledges to roost for the night and the monument, with Lord Admiral Nelson sitting atop, stood alone. The only noise that could be heard was the spray of the fountain as the drops of water hit the pool below. The four bronze lions that sat on the monument, protecting Lord Nelson, were now alone. No longer were children climbing all over them. No longer were cameras flashing. It was silent.
"Are they all gone?" asked Albert.
Susan looked around, "All clear from my view."
"Here too," said Beatrice.
"We’re okay over here," called Edward.
"Then let’s go and have some fun!" growled Albert, as the four lions sprang to life, as they did every night at this time, and leapt off the monument onto the ground below. They stretched their aching limbs. Sitting in the same position all day long was tiring.
"I’ve got an idea of what we can do tonight!" exclaimed Beatrice. She was the mischievous one of the group. "You know those guards down at Buckingham Palace? I say that we go there and try to get one of them to move. They aren’t supposed to even blink. I’ve thought of a good way to scare them."
"Great!" said Edward, "and while we’re there we can go through the Royal rubbish and find something for dinner. I heard some tourists talking about a banquet at the palace tonight. You know what that means, don’t you?"
"Leftovers," Susan and Albert called out together.
The four bronze lions headed down the Mall, which is the name of the street leading from Trafalgar Square to Buckingham Palace. St. James Park is off to the side of it. They ran in there to stay hidden from any cars that might drive past. Beatrice roared and scared a flock of sleeping ducks. She roared in delight as they quacked and flew away angrily.
Susan wasn’t quite as mischievous as the others. As she went through the park, she took time to avoid stepping on the daffodils and crocus. Albert and Edward didn’t care what they stepped on. "There’s Buckingham Palace. Albert, you jump over the fence first, but be careful. Those spikes at the top are sharp. They can scratch you pretty bad," warned Beatrice.
Albert didn’t hesitate. He leapt over the fence without any problem; after all, they were all very large bronze lions. Susan, Beatrice and Edward followed.
"Now, should we eat first?" Albert asked.
"Let’s scare the guard first, Albert, and then we’ll eat. Come on, we’ll have to be really quiet if we want to sneak up on the guard," Beatrice reminded the group. One by one they made their way toward the guard’s box, staying very close to the palace walls. They could see him standing there, stiff as a board. "Let’s play with him," giggled Beatrice. "I’ll run by really fast. He’ll see a blur, but not be sure what it is. That will attract his attention." Beatrice ran as fast as she could past the guard. He didn’t move a muscle. She ran back, but this time much closer to him. He still stood at attention.
"He didn’t even blink an eye," said Edward, amazed.
"This time, I’ll go and stop right in front of him and roar," said Albert. "He’s never seen a bronze lion roar before, surely."
Albert crept up slowly and went behind the guard’s box. He bumped it softly, on purpose, to alert the guard. He stood waiting, but the guard never moved. Seeing that he was wasting his time, he jumped out from behind the box and stood in front of him. He was three times the size of the guard. There was still no reaction from the soldier. Albert took a deep breath and then let out a loud and ferocious roar. His breath blew the black fur on the guard’s hat. The guard still didn’t move but the palace lights came on and soon soldiers were pouring out of the building.
The four lions ran and jumped over the fence. They hid behind the Victoria monument and watched. The soldiers were all over the grounds, searching under every bush and behind every tree. Susan heard one of them say, "I could swear that noise we heard was a lion’s roar." She giggled.
Another soldier said, "It was probably just a car revving up its engine. Whatever it was, it’s gone now."
From behind the statue, Edward commented, "Whew! That was close. We didn’t get anything to eat though and I’m starving!"
"We almost got caught that time, Edward. We’ll have to find food somewhere else," Susan said.
"Did you see that guard? He didn’t move. Not one muscle!" Albert noted.
The four lions ran back through the park towards Parliament and Big Ben. Just as they reached Westminster Bridge, Big Ben chimed twelve loud chimes. BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG!
ВОТ!-Gryphon· monstrous birds with eagle's head and a lion's body. From their shouting flowers wither and gohnet grass, and all living beings fall lifeless. The eyes of the Gryphon with a Golden shimmer. Head size resembled the head of a wolf with a huge wicked-looking beak to feet long, wings with a strange second joint, to them easier to fold.
Griffins · "dogs of Zeus" - guard the gold in the country of the Hyperboreans, treasures of the Riphean mountains, guarding them from one-eyed arimaspi (Aeschylus "Prometheus bound", 803 trail. ) Among the fantastic inhabitants of the North - issedonians, arimaspi, Hyperboreans, Herodotus mentions and griffins (Herodot, IV. 13)
Also these monstrous fast birds harnessed to the chariot of Nemezida, that symbolizes the speed of retribution for sins.
Griffin in Greek mythology personified insightful and vigilant power.
Griffin - in Greek mythology, looked like palolem- malware with a snake tail. His image was a symbol of domination above the earth-the lion and the eagle.
The symbolism of this mythical animal is associated with the image of the Sun, because both the lion and the eagle in the myths always inseparably connected with it.
Besides the lion and the eagle are associated with mythological motifs - speed-the eagle and courage-lion.
The functional purpose of the Griffin - protection, we often see him in the form of guards. In this he is similar to the image of a dragon. As a rule, guarding the treasure, or some secret knowledge.
According to one of the researchers, conservation of precious stones and metals, symbolizing the sacred beginning in the ancient world, corresponds to the protection paths to immortality.
Griffin can be seen in Egyptian mythology. Combining the lion (the king) and the Falcon (the symbol of Horus) - this creature can be traced throughout the existence Egyptian civilization in the old and Middle Kingdom he is the symbol of a victorious king, walking over the corpses of enemies.
Boris Vallejo - Gryphon and Egyptian Janice
Griffin probably has Oriental roots, because along with other fabulous animals, he guarded the gold of India.
Flavius philostrates talked about the fact that the griffins are harnessed to the chariot The sun and they actually live in India.
Boris Vallejo - Gryphon
Griffin we see the ancient Sumerians in the myth of Lugalbanda in the form of a huge bird - Anzug
This bird had a lion's head. Depicted hunting deer or other animals. Bird served as an intermediary between heaven and the earthly world, the gods and the people.
Boris Vallejo - Anzug
The image of the Griffin is closely linked to the image of Christ.
Isidore of Seville says that Christ is the lion - because he controls and has the power, and the eagle - because after the death of his Christ ascended into heaven.
Dante Sprague Griffin in the Church triumphant chariot. One part of the Griffin-eagle - gold, the other-lion - scarlet and white. So, perhaps, is passed to the connection in the form of a divine and the human being.
Some researchers suggest that the Gryphon is a symbol of the Pope, fulfilling the divine the will of the Lord on earth.
Children's Stories . By Margo Fallis
A Roaring Good Time
A Roaring Good TimeThe sun was setting below the horizon. The last of the sightseers were leaving Trafalgar Square in downtown London, heading back to their hotels with their families.
The Square took on an eerie emptiness. The pigeons flew to nearby window ledges to roost for the night and the monument, with Lord Admiral Nelson sitting atop, stood alone. The only noise that could be heard was the spray of the fountain as the drops of water hit the pool below. The four bronze lions that sat on the monument, protecting Lord Nelson, were now alone. No longer were children climbing all over them. No longer were cameras flashing. It was silent.
"Are they all gone?" asked Albert.
Susan looked around, "All clear from my view."
"Here too," said Beatrice.
"We’re okay over here," called Edward.
"Then let’s go and have some fun!" growled Albert, as the four lions sprang to life, as they did every night at this time, and leapt off the monument onto the ground below. They stretched their aching limbs. Sitting in the same position all day long was tiring.
"I’ve got an idea of what we can do tonight!" exclaimed Beatrice. She was the mischievous one of the group. "You know those guards down at Buckingham Palace? I say that we go there and try to get one of them to move. They aren’t supposed to even blink. I’ve thought of a good way to scare them."
"Great!" said Edward, "and while we’re there we can go through the Royal rubbish and find something for dinner. I heard some tourists talking about a banquet at the palace tonight. You know what that means, don’t you?"
"Leftovers," Susan and Albert called out together.
The four bronze lions headed down the Mall, which is the name of the street leading from Trafalgar Square to Buckingham Palace. St. James Park is off to the side of it. They ran in there to stay hidden from any cars that might drive past. Beatrice roared and scared a flock of sleeping ducks. She roared in delight as they quacked and flew away angrily.
Susan wasn’t quite as mischievous as the others. As she went through the park, she took time to avoid stepping on the daffodils and crocus. Albert and Edward didn’t care what they stepped on. "There’s Buckingham Palace. Albert, you jump over the fence first, but be careful. Those spikes at the top are sharp. They can scratch you pretty bad," warned Beatrice.
Albert didn’t hesitate. He leapt over the fence without any problem; after all, they were all very large bronze lions. Susan, Beatrice and Edward followed.
"Now, should we eat first?" Albert asked.
"Let’s scare the guard first, Albert, and then we’ll eat. Come on, we’ll have to be really quiet if we want to sneak up on the guard," Beatrice reminded the group. One by one they made their way toward the guard’s box, staying very close to the palace walls. They could see him standing there, stiff as a board. "Let’s play with him," giggled Beatrice. "I’ll run by really fast. He’ll see a blur, but not be sure what it is. That will attract his attention." Beatrice ran as fast as she could past the guard. He didn’t move a muscle. She ran back, but this time much closer to him. He still stood at attention.
"He didn’t even blink an eye," said Edward, amazed.
"This time, I’ll go and stop right in front of him and roar," said Albert. "He’s never seen a bronze lion roar before, surely."
Albert crept up slowly and went behind the guard’s box. He bumped it softly, on purpose, to alert the guard. He stood waiting, but the guard never moved. Seeing that he was wasting his time, he jumped out from behind the box and stood in front of him. He was three times the size of the guard. There was still no reaction from the soldier. Albert took a deep breath and then let out a loud and ferocious roar. His breath blew the black fur on the guard’s hat. The guard still didn’t move but the palace lights came on and soon soldiers were pouring out of the building.
The four lions ran and jumped over the fence. They hid behind the Victoria monument and watched. The soldiers were all over the grounds, searching under every bush and behind every tree. Susan heard one of them say, "I could swear that noise we heard was a lion’s roar." She giggled.
Another soldier said, "It was probably just a car revving up its engine. Whatever it was, it’s gone now."
From behind the statue, Edward commented, "Whew! That was close. We didn’t get anything to eat though and I’m starving!"
"We almost got caught that time, Edward. We’ll have to find food somewhere else," Susan said.
"Did you see that guard? He didn’t move. Not one muscle!" Albert noted.
The four lions ran back through the park towards Parliament and Big Ben. Just as they reached Westminster Bridge, Big Ben chimed twelve loud chimes. BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG!
From their shouting flowers wither and gohnet grass, and all living beings
fall lifeless. The eyes of the Gryphon with a Golden shimmer.
Head size resembled the head of a wolf with a huge
wicked-looking beak to feet long,
wings with a strange second joint, to
them easier to fold.
Griffins · "dogs of Zeus" - guard the gold in the country of the Hyperboreans,
treasures of the Riphean mountains, guarding them from one-eyed arimaspi
(Aeschylus "Prometheus bound", 803 trail. )
Among the fantastic inhabitants of the North - issedonians, arimaspi, Hyperboreans,
Herodotus mentions and griffins (Herodot, IV. 13)
Also these monstrous fast birds harnessed to the chariot of Nemezida,
that symbolizes the speed of retribution for sins.
Griffin in Greek mythology personified insightful
and vigilant power.
Griffin - in Greek mythology, looked like palolem-
malware with a snake tail. His image was a symbol of domination
above the earth-the lion and the eagle.
The symbolism of this mythical animal is associated with the image of the Sun,
because both the lion and the eagle in the myths always inseparably connected with it.
Besides the lion and the eagle are associated with mythological motifs -
speed-the eagle and courage-lion.
The functional purpose of the Griffin - protection, we often see him
in the form of guards. In this he is similar to the image of a dragon. As a rule,
guarding the treasure, or some secret knowledge.
According to one of the researchers, conservation of precious stones
and metals, symbolizing the sacred beginning in the ancient world,
corresponds to the protection paths to immortality.
Griffin can be seen in Egyptian mythology.
Combining the lion (the king) and the Falcon (the symbol of Horus) -
this creature can be traced throughout the existence
Egyptian civilization in the old and Middle Kingdom
he is the symbol of a victorious king, walking over the corpses of enemies.
Boris Vallejo - Gryphon and Egyptian Janice
Griffin probably has Oriental roots,
because along with other fabulous animals, he guarded the gold of India.
Flavius philostrates talked about the fact that the griffins are harnessed to the chariot
The sun and they actually live in India.
Boris Vallejo - Gryphon
Griffin we see the ancient Sumerians in the myth of Lugalbanda
in the form of a huge bird - Anzug
This bird had a lion's head.
Depicted hunting deer or other animals.
Bird served as an intermediary between heaven and
the earthly world, the gods and the people.
Boris Vallejo - Anzug
The image of the Griffin is closely linked to the image of Christ.
Isidore of Seville says that Christ is the lion -
because he controls and has the power, and the eagle - because
after the death of his Christ ascended into heaven.
Dante Sprague Griffin in the Church triumphant chariot.
One part of the Griffin-eagle - gold, the other-lion - scarlet and white.
So, perhaps, is passed to the connection in the form of a divine
and the human being.
Some researchers suggest that the Gryphon
is a symbol of the Pope, fulfilling the divine
the will of the Lord on earth.