Absolutely fab poem Udder, you’re the best!
TigerMoth
On 2 Sep 2021, at 06:47, David Cheeseman
<cheesey(a)aapt.net.au> wrote:
Dear All,
As you might have known, the LOW at Seaford planned for next Tuesday will be cancelled.
I will organise it for a date when there is some certainty that it can take place.
However, lockdowns can be a time for reflection. I thought that some of you may like this
short poem by Percy Shelley (1792-1822).
To me, it encapsulates the fate that befalls all dictators and tyrants in the past, the
present and the future.
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."
On On
Udder
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