 | 1842 - 684 str.
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 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 str.
...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...Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and hare The lone and level sands stretch far away. VERSES ADDRESSED TO THE NOBLE AND UNFORTUNATE LADY... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 str.
...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...Mighty, and despair !" Nothing beside remains. Round the deeay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away. ON FG... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 str.
...Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart thatfed ; And on the pedestal these words appear : " My name...that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away. ON FG HER voice did quiver as we parted, Yet knew I not that heart... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 str.
...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...despair !" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay l W that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away. ON FG HE»... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 420 str.
...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 pedestal...that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away. PBS HAMPSTEAD, February 21, [1818 ] MY DEAR BROTHERS, I am extremely... | |
 | 1899 - 852 str.
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 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 str.
...Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless thing.-., The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed ;...that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away. ON FG HER voice did quiver as we parted, Yet knew I not that heart... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 772 str.
...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...name is Ozymandias, king of kings : Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair I " Nothing beside remains. Bound the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 str.
...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...name is Ozymandias, king of kings : Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair I *" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless... | |
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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... 
