Ozymandias

Ozymandias
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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.

DETAILED ANALYSIS
Line 1
I met a traveller from an antique land,
The text of ‘Ozymandias’ reads more like a story than a poem, although the line rhymes do
help to remind the reader that this is not prose. The speaker in the poem, perhaps Percy
Bysshe Shelley, tells the story from his point of view, using the pronoun “I.”
In the first line, he talks about meeting a traveler from an antique country. At first, this line is
a tad ambiguous: Is the traveler from “an antique land,” or did he just come back from
visiting one? The reader also does not know where the speaker first met this sojourner. The
title indicates which land the traveler has visited. Greeks called Ramses II a powerful
Egyptian pharaoh, Ozymandias. So, it is easy for the reader to recognize the “antique land” is
Egypt, one of the oldest civilizations in the world.
Lines 2-4
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,
These lines are much clearer than the first, however, and it is clear to the reader what,
exactly, is occurring in the sonnet. The rest of the poem is actually written in dialogue; the
traveler recounts his experiences in Egypt to the poet’s persona.
In lines two through four, the traveler describes a statue he saw in Egypt. Through the eyes of
the traveler, the reader sees two massive legs carved from stone lying in the desert sand.
Nearby, the face of the statue is half-buried. The face is broken, but the traveler can still see
the sculpture is wearing a frown and a sneer. From this, he is able to tell that this ruler
probably had absolute power, and he most definitely ruled with an iron fist. It is also easy to
interpret that this ruler probably had a lot of pride as the supreme leader of his civilization.
Lines 5-8
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;
The traveler then turns his attention to the sculptor who made the statue. He comments that
whomever the sculptor is, he knew his subject very well. Anyone could say that the artist had
exceptionally captured the passions of the ruler. Though the pharaoh is long dead, he exists
through the creation of a mere sculptor. So, who is more powerful in this case? Undoubtedly,
it is the sculptor.
He also seems to be commenting in line seven that while there is an end to living beings, art
is eternal—it survives. The gracious carves and the master’s touch live past the remnants of
history. In the next line, the traveler provides interesting insight into the leader here. First, his
hands show that the pharaoh mocked his people, yet his heart was not all bad: he fed and
cared for his people, as well. The hand that held the rod fed not only the citizen but also
mocked their pettiness. This line provides an interesting dichotomy often found in the most
terrible of leaders. Besides, the “hand” stands for Ozymandias as a whole. It is a use of
synecdoche.
Lines 9-14
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.”
Lines nine through eleven give more details about the sculpture, and the latter ones include
words that have been etched into the ruler’s pedestal. The words carved on the pedestal, on
which the leader sits, also tell of Ozymandias’ personality. He is ordering those who see him
to look upon all that he has created but do not appreciate what he has done. Instead, the
speaker has to despair and be afraid of it. These words perfectly depict the leader’s hubris.
The last three lines, however, take on a different tone. Now, the leader is gone, and so is his
empire. Shelley implements irony into these lines to show that even though this broken statue
remains, the leader’s civilization does not. It has fallen, much like the statue, and has turned
to dust.
These lines are really powerful. The traveller almost seems to be mocking the ruler. Besides,
Shelley’s diction here is important. He uses words such as “decay” and “bare” to show just
how powerless this once-mighty pharaoh has become. There is absolutely nothing left. The
leader, much like his land, and much like the broken statue depicting him, has fallen. It is in
these lines that the theme of the poem emerges: all leaders will eventually pass, and all great
civilizations will eventually turn into dust.

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Ozymandias

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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,

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.

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,

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

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