{"id":9671,"date":"2014-01-17T21:23:00","date_gmt":"2014-01-18T01:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/?p=9671"},"modified":"2014-01-17T21:23:00","modified_gmt":"2014-01-18T01:23:00","slug":"friday-night-ozymandias","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2014\/01\/17\/friday-night-ozymandias\/","title":{"rendered":"Friday night &#8211; Ozymandias"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>&#8220;I met a traveller from an antique land&#8230;&#8221; <\/em>so beings the sonnet Ozymandias by Percy Shelly in 1818.\u00a0..\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 For some reason. this poem has been coming into my life this week. First in a short story\u00a0 i was reading last night, then in a flash back to one of the <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Ozymandias_%28Breaking_Bad%29\">most outrageously awfully wonderful Breaking Bad episodes<\/a> by that same name. (you know when you know who shoots those other guys .. (no spoilers here) )<\/p>\n<p>Like all good students of poetry.. i knew that the poem was written by Shelly .. but haven&#8217;t looked at it since.. what.. ? High school maybe<\/p>\n<p>I learned from Wikipedia today that The poem Ozymandias was written as part of a small competition between Shelley and his friend Horace Smith..\u00a0 That&#8217;s pretty interesting because if memory serves me, Shelly&#8217;s wife Mary wrote her masterwork Frankenstein as a competition as well..Competitive lot those Shelly&#8217;s<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, both Shelley and Smith\u00a0 agreed to write a poem about the find of\u00a0 a large broken\u00a0 staue of Ramses II (aka Ozymandias) in the Egyptian desert a few years earlier\u00a0\u00a0 All that was found were the statues legs sticking out of the barren dessert , and its broken\u00a0 and vandalized torso and head lying face down nearby. . The existing fragments were soon to arrive in London for the British Museum.. ;\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Heres whats left of it<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" title=\"\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/ozzy.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The inscription on the base of the statue was translated as :<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em><a title=\"King of Kings\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/King_of_Kings\">King of Kings<\/a> am I, Osymandias. If anyone should like to know my grandeur and reach of stature, let him surpass any of my achievements<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Here&#8217;s what Shelly wrote about the statue and the quote<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>I.met a traveller from an antique land<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Tell that its sculptor well those passions read<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And on the pedestal these words appear:<\/em><br \/>\n<em> &#8220;My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!&#8221;<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Nothing beside remains. Round the decay<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The lone and level sands stretch far away.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>and here&#8217;s what smith wrote<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>IN Egypt&#8217;s sandy silence, all alone,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The only shadow that the Desert knows:\u2014<\/em><br \/>\n<em> &#8220;I am great OZYMANDIAS,&#8221; saith the stone,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> &#8220;The King of Kings; this mighty City shows<\/em><br \/>\n<em> &#8220;The wonders of my hand.&#8221;\u2014 The City&#8217;s gone,\u2014<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The site of this forgotten Babylon.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> We wonder,\u2014and some Hunter may express<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Wonder like ours, when thro&#8217; the wilderness<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess<\/em><br \/>\n<em> What powerful but unrecorded race<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Once dwelt in that annihilated place.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Dunno which one i like best.. history has chosen Shellys as the one that survived.. so who am i to argue.<\/p>\n<p>Folks say that shelly was writing about the immortality of art&#8230;\u00a0 I think its more about our own mortality..\u00a0\u00a0 ie. nothing we do ultimately matters that much..<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been thinking about mortality alot\u00a0 lately .. not my own so much.. but just the general concept<\/p>\n<p>kinda makes me want to go and carve a statue or something<\/p>\n<p>night all, night sam<\/p>\n<p>-me<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;I met a traveller from an antique land&#8230;&#8221; so beings the sonnet Ozymandias by Percy Shelly in 1818.\u00a0..\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 For some reason. this poem has been coming into my life this week. First in a short story\u00a0 i was reading last night, then in a flash back to one of the most outrageously awfully wonderful Breaking &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2014\/01\/17\/friday-night-ozymandias\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Friday night &#8211; Ozymandias<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[800],"class_list":["post-9671","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-ozymandias"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9671","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9671"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9671\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9674,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9671\/revisions\/9674"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9671"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9671"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9671"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}