Viatori e terra obveni antiqua
Qui sic sua propria incipit lingua;
Stant duo in solitudine crura
Immania et e saxis facta
Ac prope in harena voltus
Semimersus iacet et perfractus
Cui contractio irrisioque frontis
Potestatis tam frigidae et sontis
Exhibet sculptoris ingenium
Qui bene agnovit ardentem animum
Adhuc in imagine apparentem
Exanimi manumque spernentem
Et cor tot rerum avidum.

In basi se dat hoc legi verbum
Sum Ozymandias, rex regum
Tuere metuens meum imperium.
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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!
(Shelley)

Ed Cryer wrote:
> Viatori e terra obveni antiqua
> Qui sic sua propria incipit lingua;
> Stant duo in solitudine crura
> Immania et e saxis facta
> Ac prope in harena voltus
> Semimersus iacet et perfractus
> Cui contractio irrisioque frontis
> Potestatis tam frigidae et sontis
> Exhibet sculptoris ingenium
> Qui bene agnovit ardentem animum
> Adhuc in imagine apparentem
> Exanimi manumque spernentem
> Et cor tot rerum avidum.
>
> In basi se dat hoc legi verbum
> Sum Ozymandias, rex regum
> Tuere metuens meum imperium.
> ---------------------------------
> 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!
> (Shelley)
>
>

Sorry. Wrong group.

Ed