Poetry Quote
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Ozymandias 'Of that colossal wreck'
'Look on my Works, ye mighty and despair!'
'I met a traveller from an antique land'
'The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;'
'And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command'
‘Which yet survive, stamped on those lifeless things.’
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:’
‘The lone and level sands stretch far away.’
London ‘I wander through each chartered street.’
‘Where the chartered Thames does flow.’
‘Mark in every face I meet.’
‘In every cry of every man.’
‘In every infant’s cry of fear.’
‘The mind-forged manacles I hear.’
‘Hapless soldier’s sigh.’
‘Runs in blood down palace walls.’
‘Youthful Harlot’s curse.’
‘Blasts the new-born infant’s tear.’
‘Marriage hearse’
Extract from: ‘A little boat tied to a willow tree.’
The Prelude ‘Act of stealth’
‘Troubled pleasure.’
‘Glittering’
‘Sparkling light.’
‘Proud of his skill’
‘The horizons bound, a huge peak, black and huge’
‘I struck and struck again and growing still on stature’
‘Trembling oars’
‘No pleasant images of trees or sea or sky.’
‘Trouble to my dreams’
My Last ‘My last duchess painted on the wall.’
Duchess ‘Looking as if she were alive.’
‘Will’t please you sit and look at her.’
‘None puts by the curtain I have drawn for you.’
‘Flush that dies along her cheek’
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Ozymandias 'Of that colossal wreck'
'Look on my Works, ye mighty and despair!'
'I met a traveller from an antique land'
'The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;'
'And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command'
‘Which yet survive, stamped on those lifeless things.’
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:’
‘The lone and level sands stretch far away.’
London ‘I wander through each chartered street.’
‘Where the chartered Thames does flow.’
‘Mark in every face I meet.’
‘In every cry of every man.’
‘In every infant’s cry of fear.’
‘The mind-forged manacles I hear.’
‘Hapless soldier’s sigh.’
‘Runs in blood down palace walls.’
‘Youthful Harlot’s curse.’
‘Blasts the new-born infant’s tear.’
‘Marriage hearse’
Extract from: ‘A little boat tied to a willow tree.’
The Prelude ‘Act of stealth’
‘Troubled pleasure.’
‘Glittering’
‘Sparkling light.’
‘Proud of his skill’
‘The horizons bound, a huge peak, black and huge’
‘I struck and struck again and growing still on stature’
‘Trembling oars’
‘No pleasant images of trees or sea or sky.’
‘Trouble to my dreams’
My Last ‘My last duchess painted on the wall.’
Duchess ‘Looking as if she were alive.’
‘Will’t please you sit and look at her.’
‘None puts by the curtain I have drawn for you.’
‘Flush that dies along her cheek’
