Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Published: May 15, 2007, 9:30 p.m.

b'Shelley read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nOzymandias of Egypt \\nby Percy Bysshe Shelley\\n \\nI met a traveller from an antique land \\nWho said:\\u2014Two vast and trunkless legs of stone \\nStand in the desert. Near them on the sand, \\nHalf sunk, a shatter\'d visage lies, whose frown \\nAnd wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command \\nTell that its sculptor well those passions read \\nWhich yet survive, stamp\'d on these lifeless things, \\nThe hand that mock\'d them and the heart that fed. \\nAnd on the pedestal these words appear: \\n"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: \\nLook on my works, ye mighty, and despair!" \\nNothing beside remains: round the decay \\nOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, \\nThe lone and level sands stretch far away.'