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I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast a..
🕑 Added 2023-02-27 22:52:05 +0000 UTC 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. 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.” This has always been one of my favorite poems. A kingdom once powerful, left to be remembered in ruin and despair. Like many things in life - we move on from where we have been, friends, lovers, and eventually they all just become small fragments of our memories. …..Dust in the wind.
