Thomas Kinkade Sunday Outing painting

Thomas Kinkade Sunday Outing painting
Thomas Kinkade Sunday at Apple Hill painting
out. With that he reached the sea, and the sea was quite black and thick, and began to boil up from below, so that it threw up bubbles, and such a sharp wind blew over it that it curdled, and the man was afraid. Then he went and stood by it, and said,
"Flounder, flounder in the sea,Come, I pray thee, here to me.For my wife, good ilsabil,Wills not as I'd have her will."
"Well, what does she want, now?" said the flounder.
"Alas, flounder," said he, "my wife wants to be emperor."
"Go to her," said the flounder. "She is emperor already."