In the canon
Ozymandias
- Form
- Form Poem
- Year
- Year 1818
- Pages
- Pages 1
A traveller describes two vast stone legs in the desert and a shattered face beside them, whose pedestal still commands despair at works the sand has long since swallowed.
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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