And on the pedestal these words appear:โจ 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:โจ Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' โจNothing beside remains. Round the decayโจ Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bareโจ The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyOne word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdain'd For thee to disdain it. One hope too like dispair For prudence to smother, I can give not what men call love: But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And heaven rejects not: The desire of the moth for the star, The devotion of something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?
Percy Bysshe ShelleyThe Galilean is not a favorite of mine. So far from owing him any thanks for his favor, I cannot avoid confessing that I owe a secret grudge to his carpentership.
Percy Bysshe Shelley