 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...  Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats - Página 64por John Keats - 1848 - 393 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Louis Du Pont Syle - 1894 - 496 páginas
...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, 5 Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,... | |
 | 1903 - 754 páginas
...vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer...survive, stamp'd 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,... | |
 | S. Frederick Starr - 2004 - 518 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Richard Dawkins, Charles Simonyi Professor of the Public Understanding of Science Richard Dawkins, Yan Wong - 2004 - 700 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Ken Coates - 2004 - 292 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 544 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Grupo Europeo de Investigación Histórica "Religión, Poder y Monarquía". Coloquio Internacional, Heinz-Dieter Heimann, Silke Knippschild, Víctor Mínguez - 2004 - 376 páginas
...and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desart.135 Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer...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... | |
 | Michael Freeman - 2004 - 208 páginas
...expression that Shelley concentrates on - and on what it reveals of the lost empire. Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer...command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read . . . 80 There is an inscription that identified the once-great ruler: 'My name is Ozymandias, king... | |
 | Cambridge International Examinations - 2005 - 272 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | S. Guy Lovelace - 2005 - 228 páginas
...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...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... | |
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