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,... A Book of English Sonnets - Page 481906 - 167 pagesFull view - About this book
| Ken Coates - Disarmament - 2004 - 292 pages
...peace and human rights activists may be so important. Afterword The War in Iraq Full Spectrum Dominance I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said:...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... | |
| Jennifer Michael Hecht - Religion - 2010 - 578 pages
...was, to his eyes. His sonnet "Ozymandias" is one of doubt's great poems. It begins: "I met a traveler from an antique land / Who said: 'Two vast and trunkless...the desert. Near them, on the sand, / Half sunk, a shattered visage lies . . .'" This huge, broken face sneers its "cold command," unaware that its moment... | |
| S. Frederick Starr - History - 2004 - 518 pages
...dreams. Percy Shelley's "Ozymandias" would have felt at home in this harsh environment: I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless...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... | |
| Richard Dawkins - Science - 2004 - 700 pages
...tales of birds. But first, in memoriam, Shelley's well-known Ode to a Dinosaur: I met a traveller in an antique land Who said: 'Two vast and trunkless...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... | |
| Grupo Europeo de Investigación Histórica "Religión, Poder y Monarquía". Coloquio Internacional, Heinz-Dieter Heimann, Silke Knippschild, Víctor Mínguez - Cooking - 2004 - 376 pages
...(1991: 98) data su publicación el día 11, INGPEN PECK (eds.) (1965: 416) se decantan por el día 25. «I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desart.135 Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip,... | |
| Shelley Kaehr - Bible - 2005 - 152 pages
...it brings a new sense of just how connected we all really are. 85 Ozymandias Greek for 'Ramses II' I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: "Two...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... | |
| Cambridge International Examinations - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2005 - 272 pages
...Yet leave no lustre on our page of death. pent] shut up within 142 Ozymandias PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two...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... | |
| Fritz Wolff - Biography & Autobiography - 2004 - 294 pages
...leading into the adit, the blacksmith shop where the bits were sharpened. All gone. I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless...in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies . . . And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of... | |
| S. Guy Lovelace - Biography & Autobiography - 2005 - 228 pages
...Percy Bysshe Shelly's poem that Mike recited when he saw the bulldozer. Ozymandias I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless...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... | |
| Jared M. Diamond - History - 2005 - 620 pages
...and their fellow Montanans: guardians of Montana's big sky This One NT5N-905-XCWK I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: "Two vast and trunkless...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... | |
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