by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)
Translation by Jaroslav Vrchlický (1853 - 1912)

I met a traveller from an antique land
Language: English 
Available translation(s): ITA
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast [and]1 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]2 Ozimandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing besides remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

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Confirmed with The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 2, London, George Bell & Sons, 1892, page 294.

1 omitted by Manno.
2 Manno: "I am"

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  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by E. von Griesbach , "Ozymandias" ; composed by Max Wiedmann.
  • Also set in Russian (Русский), a translation by Konstantin Dmitrevich Bal'mont (1867 - 1942) , "Озимандия", first published 1896 ; composed by Leonid Leonidovich Lisovsky, Borys Mykolayovych Lyatoshynsky, Aleksandr Afanasievich Spendiarov.

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Ozymandias
Language: Czech (Čeština)  after the English 
Já potkal chodce z končin prastarých,
ten děl: „Bez trupu nohy kamenné
ční v poušti, v písku blízko vedle nich
tlí rozbitá tvář, čelo svraštěné,
rty šklebné, v nichž se chladný povel mih’,
dí: ‚Sochař uměl čísti vášní vření,
jež vryty v mrtvou hmotu žijí dál
než hruď, jich zdroj, než dlaň, jich provedení.‘
A na podstavci slova ta jsem čet’:‚
Jsem Ozymandias, jsem králů král,
má díla, Mocní, vizte a v prach hned!‘
Nic po stranách víc nezbylo, jen kolem
té trosky obrovské, kam stačil hled,
se písek vlnil v obzor dlouhým polem.“

Confirmed with SHELLEY, P. B. Výbor lyriky, translated by Jaroslav Vrchlický, Praha: J. Otto, 1901, page 29.


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