Ozymandias

OZYMANDIAS of EGYPT

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Percy Bysse Shelley (1818)


RT’s Related Posts: 1) J.M.W. Turner–The Wreck of the Minotaur; 2) Tennyson–“Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal”

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(Photo: Djoser’s Pyramid; Src: WikiCmns; License: Public Domain)

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  1. January 31, 2011 at 8:05 am

    History reminds me of a bird – it suddenly alights, tearing away at the imagination until it discovers the most marvelous things.

    • February 1, 2011 at 4:35 am

      another poetic comment fr/ a queen of poetry…you don’t have a collection of poetry available, do you? RT

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