I edited Shelley's Ozymandias, and realised that, if only five sentences can change the landscape of English literature, as well as public attitudes to ancient civilisations, we should get writing.
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 on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' No thing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away."
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@SimonRoyHughes @writing Incidentally, love the #PeanutButterShelley hashtag. It’s peanut butter Shelley time!
@SimonRoyHughes @writing I cycled to the Valley of the Kings in the 1980's, unexpectedly passing a "colossal wreck" of the statue of an ancient king. Not Ozymandias of the poem, but it was my "Ozymandias", a breathtaking discovery, evoking previously unfelt emotions, suddenly I was that traveller. I stopped at a nearby village, the custom is to give water to travellers. With my limited Arabic asking about the decaying statue.
"Pharoah" they said. Silence fell as they passed around my sketch.
@jamesfineart @writing A great memory to have!