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.”
11 thoughts on “Ozymandias”
Nature is best teacher. Good one
True that, PB Shelley is really an amazing poet. One of the best of all time. Thanks for your like, appreciate it. Regards.
It was tough to understand in one read. But somehow got a sense of it later.😬
Yes it requires couple of reads.
If you can suggest some good books which house such poetries. I dont want to go random googling
Well books as such I don’t know really, but you can look online with the names of poets or movements such as Romanticism, Neo-Classical, Modernist and so forth. More than this even my knowledge is limited.
Thanks. Will this movement thing will give bunch of writers i guess
One of the greatest examples of dramatic irony in all of literature.
A poetic masterpiece!
I once recited this poem at an evening of drama and public poetry readings many years ago.
I love this ❤️❤️
Yes me too, it’s one of my favorite poems!