Ozymandias (1818): An Analysis I met a traveler 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, 5 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; imitated And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: ....