Friday, October 31, 2003
Okay - edited this - its gone now.
Thursday, October 30, 2003
The Shelly inspired this blog of my thoughts on politics and events in the world, especially American politics and national stories.
The poem also embodies the realization that I will perhaps not change the world with this. But, I enjoy the exercise nonetheless.
"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." -- Anais Nin
The Great and Powerful Oz
The poem also embodies the realization that I will perhaps not change the world with this. But, I enjoy the exercise nonetheless.
"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." -- Anais Nin
The Great and Powerful Oz
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 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.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1817
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.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1817
