Ozymandias
Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792 to 1822
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said - "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
Stand in the desert... Near them, on the sand,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
And on the pedestal, these words appear: