Human: Generate for me a description of a foreboding courtyard with lions and plaques. Assistant: 
Low, wide granite steps lead down to the street, partitioned off into three sections by long rows of greenery filled troughs. A pair of monstrously sculpted lions perches atop tight clusters of quadruple columns, gazing down upon museum-goers with impassionate stony stares. Two small plaques, one of ruddy brass and the other a patina-coated copper, are bolted to the bases.