I edited Shelley's Ozymandias, and realised, if only five sentences can change the landscape of English literature, as well as public attitudes to ancient civilisations, we shoud get writing.
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!' No thing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away."
I edited Shelley's Ozymandias, and realised, if only five sentences can change the landscape of English literature, as well as public attitudes to ancient civilisations, we shoud get writing.
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!' No thing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away."
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