A solitary figure halted upon a craggy crest, a knapsacked figure, a dark lean man still young, but with a face worn by suffering, seared with pain.

As the ox hath his bow, sir, the horse his curb and the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be nibbling.

This unusual sketch from the Valley of the Kings depicts a queen or perhaps a goddess riding into battle in a chariot against a male opponent. She and her adversary are driven by smaller charioteers, according to the laws of aspective."

Cocked, fired, and missed his man.