... the Himalayas were born. The blue elephants landed in the sea and their wings became fins. They are whales, the trunkless elephants of the oceans. Their cousins are the manatees, the trunkless elephants of the rivers. The chameleon elephants kept their wings but agreednever again to land on the earth. ...
... through a list of files and picked one seemingly at random. Ronon moved to stand next to him so they could read together. 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, Chuck started spinning again and then doing simple hand-to-hand tosses. Half-sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip, and...
... gist is that nothing is permanent, and nothing can survive time. There are other elements to it, but that is the basic gist. " I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shatteredvisage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read ...
Ozymandias I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things, The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed. And on the ...
Ozymandias of Egypt P. B. Shelley "Озимандис" (стихотворение Перси Шелли (1792-1822), перевод К.Бальмонта) I met a traveller from an antique land Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those ...
...and possibly i like the thrill of under me you quite so new Poems I Learned Through School (3) Ozymandius -- Percy Bysshe Shelley I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunklesslegs 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 ...