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
I met a traveller from an antique landWho said : Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand 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
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