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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Ozymandias
By Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)
 
I MET a traveler 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,        5
      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:        10
  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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