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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 on 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.”
“Coimhéad fearg fhear na foighde”
Beware of the anger of a patient man.
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
That second one was frickin’ cool. I don’t even what to hear the original they were covering, that’s it right there.
The bluegrass version wasn’t bad, neither – though the two don’t sound anything alike.
The two made me think the song Thunderstruck was a pretty good hunk of music.
I’m more attached to the bluegrass version than the classical one… though it could be simply a bias against stuff clothes.
Now, what kind of silly person honestly thinks that the rich and snooty have ever had a problem watching people clown around for their entertainment?