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	''I met a traveller from an antique land,		''I met a traveller from an antique land,''
	Who said–”Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
	Stand in the desart….Near them, on the sand,		''Who said–”Two vast and trunkless legs of stone''
	Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
	And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,		''Stand in the desart….Near them, on the sand,''
	Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
	Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,		''Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,''
	The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
	And on the pedestal, these words appear:		''And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,''
	My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings,
	Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!		''Tell that its sculptor well those passions read''
	Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
	Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare		''Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,''
	The lone and level sands stretch far away.”''
			''The hand that mocked 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.”''

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''I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said–”Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desart….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
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked 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.”''

[[Category:Blogs]]

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Italofrancisco at 17:57, 31 October 2010

Italofrancisco: Created page with 'de Percy Bysshe Shelley ''I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said–”Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desart….Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a s…'