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  • Ozymandias

    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,
    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
    Which yet survive (stamped on those 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.

    Speaker: Percy Bysshe Shelley
    Source: Divine Center, the
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    Posted: 21 Aug 2008 at 8:58 AM
    Posted By: Puck
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    Tags: leadership, poems, pride, service