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Shelley wrote a poem called Ozymandias, part of which goes:
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, in 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 ...
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.
Ozymandias, the proud "king of kings," tried to impress the world with a statue emphasizing his power. But his statue lays in the sand, just two stumps of legs standing; nothing around it, no one to impress. Like Ozymandias, Goliath was excessively proud and self-confident. But, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, in 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 ...
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.
Ozymandias, the proud "king of kings," tried to impress the world with a statue emphasizing his power. But his statue lays in the sand, just two stumps of legs standing; nothing around it, no one to impress. Like Ozymandias, Goliath was excessively proud and self-confident. But, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
