Babylon and the Beast (Rev. 17)
One of Percy Bysshe Shelley’s most famous literary works is the poem “Ozymandias,” which is about a monument discovered in the deserts of Africa dedicated to the ancient Pharaoh, Ramesses the Great, who was known by the Greeks as Ozymandias. It goes like this: 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. The poem is a moving reminder that power and might do not often survive the years. Once the head of a mig