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'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.
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.”. Source: Shelley’s Poetry and Prose (1977) THIS POEM HAS A POEM GUIDE. View Poem Guide.
This poem is in the public domain. Percy Bysshe Shelley, whose literary career was marked with controversy due to his views on religion, atheism, socialism, and free love, is known as a talented lyrical poet and one of the major figures of English romanticism.
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.”
Ozymandias. Percy Bysshe Shelley. Romantic poet Percy Bysshe Shelley grapples with the impermanence of human legacy against the ravages of time in this short, fourteen-line sonnet. In it, a narrator recounts a traveler’s tale about a crumbling statue of King Ramses II in the Egyptian desert.
Ozymandias. Percy Bysshe Shelley. Track 38 on The Complete Poetical Works Of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume 2. This classic sonnet uses a decaying statue of Ramesses II, also called Ozymandias, as a...
OZYMANDIAS 1 I met a Traveller from an antique land, 2 Who said, “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone 3 Stand in the desart. Near them, on the sand, 4 Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, 5 And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, 6 Tell that its sculptor well those passions read 7 Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless ...
Ozymandias of Egypt P.B. Shelley 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 5 Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Ozymandias. by Percy Bysshe Shelley. 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 shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read.
“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