...Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
— Percy Shelley, "Ozymandias"
Tuesday, January 2, 2024
... 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!"
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Shapur II, Sassanid Shah, with Emperor Valerian of Rome a prisoner, and Emperor Philip doing obeisance. Worth boasting about.
ReplyDeleteEmpires feed from the carcass of past empires, become mighty themselves.
ReplyDeleteThen warring, a split, the mighty fall.
Rinse & repeat ad infinitum
It is the wicked hearts in men which is always the cause; to boast of conquest then to fall to ridicule.
Percy's wife Mary is a far more famous author/writer. Created a whole new genre with "Frankenstein".
ReplyDeleteKing of kings..... yeah, right. There is only one King of Kings, and you ain't it, son...
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