I had a dream about my friend Percy who told me about a guy he met who had just come back from a trip to Egypt. This traveller went on a desert tour with a group and saw some cool remnants of large monuments. Rulers of the ancient lands liked to leave their mark with colossal statues of themselves to remind the people who is the boss, and to intimidate any would-be conquerors of his land.
One monument, in particular, left a big impression on him. It must have been spectacular in its day, but you can imagine how a couple of thousand years of weather and blowing sand would erode even the imposing 57 -foot statue of Ramses II who ruled Egypt from 1279 – 1213 BCE.
The tour guide pointed out how, even though only the legs were left standing, you could tell from the broken pieces of the king’s face that the sculptor had a real talent for showing emotion on the statue’s face. It showed the lips wrinkled up, sneering and dominating, as he frowned at any potential intruders.
Even though the whole, humongous monument was broken up (except for the legs left standing), there still remained an inscription on the pedestal that was laughable in view of the condition of the statue of this mighty king.
The whole scene told an ironic story, so Percy thought it would make a good poem.
Here is the poem Percy wrote:
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: 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 on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
*** Did you know that Percy Bysshe Shelley drowned in a sailing mishap in 1822 just before his 30th birthday? Apparently, the boat was not seaworthy and the three people aboard were inexperienced when it was caught in bad weather off the west coast of Italy.

October 2, 2025 at 12:10 am
A very enjoyable post Anneli! I’ve always liked that poem. It’s such a good reminder.
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October 2, 2025 at 1:06 am
One of my favourites too.
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October 2, 2025 at 3:01 am
I enjoyed the story and poem, Anneli, and Ozymandias reminds me of another cautionary tale. The local Lions Club selected its newest member for the annual Humility Award. When he stood up to accept, the members withdrew the honor.
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October 2, 2025 at 4:13 am
That’s a good one.
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October 2, 2025 at 3:34 am
I didn’t know the details of Shelley’s death. The name of his boat, the Don Juan, made me curious about a few other things, and I just read a short bio of him. Romantic poet, indeed — and a bit of a cad.
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October 2, 2025 at 4:12 am
From the Wiki report it sounds like he had a very unhappy childhood. The practice of sending young children away to school is something I will never understand. No love and little bonding with their children and no one to be there for them when they have a rough time.
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October 2, 2025 at 4:24 am
We enjoyed the story and liked the picture as well.
We suppose that Shelley wanted to end his life before he turned 30, like many of the Romantic artists.
The Fab Four of Cley
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
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October 2, 2025 at 8:31 am
I think life was harder in so many ways back then.
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October 2, 2025 at 9:40 am
The Romantics were praising the old idea of ‘forever young’.
In ‘Magnificent Rebels‘ (a brilliant history of the Romantic Movement) Andrea Wulf makes it clear that the protagonists of the Romantic movement didn’t want to age.
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October 2, 2025 at 9:50 am
Isn’t that still true today? Nobody wants to get older, but the alternative doesn’t bear thinking about.
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October 3, 2025 at 3:07 am
You are right. The ideas of the Romantic artists are still around.
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October 2, 2025 at 5:27 am
I recall the story of Ozymandias from my school days. I imagine a lot of demagogues think they will last forever. Cheers Anneli. Allan
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October 2, 2025 at 8:33 am
What a shock it must have been for them when they realized they were not immortal.
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October 2, 2025 at 6:47 am
And that in a few stanzas is why I so enjoy Shelley. Didn’t know that about his death.
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October 2, 2025 at 8:38 am
I do too.
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October 2, 2025 at 7:25 am
The folly of kings.
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October 2, 2025 at 7:28 am
We’re all just passing through. I enjoyed your post and would like to add to your last comment. I believe Shelley and friends were pirated on Ariel near Lerici after Shelley picked up a large some of money at a bank for Byron who wished to use it to finance fighters in Greece. Shelley foresaw his death in a stormy sea, where it happened. He believed in rebirth (reincarnation) which inspired his poem The Triumph of Life. The poem Ozymandias is one of my favs.
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October 2, 2025 at 8:46 am
Thanks for your visit and interesting comment.
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October 2, 2025 at 8:33 am
Nice poem, brings me back to the days when I was taking classes in ancient civilization thinking inwas going to become an archeilogist. As far as legacy goes, the Egyptians didn’t really respect their former rulers as they would consistently rewrite history and pilage the burial locations for their own use.
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October 2, 2025 at 8:44 am
And that reaffirms the irony in the rulers’ attitude
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October 2, 2025 at 9:39 am
I really like the poem!
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October 2, 2025 at 9:49 am
Yes, it’s a good one!
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October 2, 2025 at 9:40 am
I really liked the poem!
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October 2, 2025 at 9:48 am
It has been a great poem for 200 years.
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October 3, 2025 at 7:47 am
One of my favourite poems. I love most of Shelley’s poetry. I studied him at university.
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October 3, 2025 at 9:58 am
I agree. I like them too.
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October 3, 2025 at 1:10 pm
So, I’m confused. Did you dream those words, or was this really on the broken statue?
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October 3, 2025 at 3:42 pm
The poem is for real, if you look it up, it’s Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley. I just made up a BS story about a dream about my friend Percy as a way to introduce him and what his poem is about.
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October 3, 2025 at 4:12 pm
👍🙂
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