Creado por Daniel Hassell
hace casi 8 años
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"I met a traveller from an antique land"
"How the chimney-sweeper's cry"
"That piece a wonder, now: Fra Pandolf's hands Worked busily a day"
"Exploding comfortably down the cliffs"
"In bewilderment then he almost stopped"
"I see every round as it rips through his life"
"I rounded up as many white cat hairs as I could"
"I have no passport, there's no way back at all"
"my mother never spoke again in his presence, nor did she meet his eyes and the neighbours too"
"It may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants but I am branded my an impression of sunlight"
"Three days before Armistice Sunday and poppies had already been placed on individual war graves"
"Probably armed, possibly not."
"Bullets smacking the belly out of the air"
"He was running Like a man who has jumped up in the dark and runs"
"End of story, except not really. His blood-shadow stays on the street"
"The very window, spits like a tame cat Turned savage"
"Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist too much"
"And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe"
"Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert"
"My name of Ozymandias, king of kings"
"Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
"In every cry of every man, In every infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban"
"She looked on, her looks went everywhere"
"We are bombarded by the empty air. Strange, it is a huge nothing that we fear"
"He plunged past with his bayonet towards the green hedge. King, honour, human dignity, etcetera."
"One of my mates goes by and tosses his guts back into his body"
"Later a single dove flew from the pear tree, and this is where it has led me"
"There once was a country... I left it as a child"
"Her farther embarked at sunrise with a flask of water, a samurai sword in the cockpit, a shaven head"