Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Вставка
- Опубліковано 14 гру 2024
- Definitely my love letter to Egypt, I have wanted to make this video since 2022. It took me a while but here we are.
🔰Find me here 🔗 / _illneas
🔗 / illneas
🔗 / illneas
🔗open.spotify.c...
🔰References
-The narrator is Tom Bedlam
-The music
Echo Mountains - Shimmer
🔰Communities
- / discord
- / 2314655172176122
- / searchingformeaning
🔰My equipment:
I film handheld with a Panasonic Lumix
G80
amzn.to/2uGqmQZ
GX80
amzn.to/33e5Tye
📷Olympus M.Zuiko Digital 45mm F1.8 Lens
amzn.to/2vr9P3N
Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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.”
Time eventually erases all, and even the mightiest rulers and their empires will fade into oblivion...
This help me to miss you a little less, i think it would impress you how often we (my sister and i) talk and watch your videos, you are a crucial part of our lives, again thank you so much, as always a great job!
Made my day
I keep checking for your poems on this channel and the illneas.
Not going to lie, absolutely miss your poems but keep kicking goals
Rewatching your videos every night keeps me sane in a world like this. I Thankyou.
Makes the world a little less lonely in the chaos.
Your work so often invokes melancholy but also the overwhelming beauty of humanity. Glad to see you posting!
Thank you for posting again, I'm going through a very difficult time right now and whenever you post it helps keep the hope alive. Your talent for capturing the beauty in humanity and life with the lens and pairing it with the perfect passages of poetry as well as melody has been an ever inspiring experience for me. It has for all of us who wait patiently for your next upload, it means a lot what you do.
Ma man! Good to hear from you. Once again, you come to warm my heart, like you did back in Covid times. And with this jewel of a poem!!!! Thanks.
I wasn't expecting for you to make ozymandias one. Great work! really love that it's all white and black
How did I miss this one? wow, so amazing, thank you for posting & we all have missed you a lot!
Love your content
This was part of our syllabus back in 12 grade
That was great. I haven't heard it before:)
Hope you're doing fine in the military❤
Another piece of art. 🖤
Lol. Then you'd like what I just did in the toilet!
Thank you. We miss you.
❤hope you are well....thank you.
❤
I know this voice is it AI? Who are you and I love these word. Can you do more? I fed on words only and I love photograph ❤❤❤
Music too loud.
This is terrible. Could it be worse? Maybe, but you'd have to try. Overloud and, frankly, unnecessary music with no relation to the images or the poem? Check. Mumbly, ambivalent reader? Check. Exoticized and superficially relevant imagery? Also check.
In sum, sound and fury signifying someone completely missing the point.
i think it’s beautiful
Congratulations! You not only have an unrefined aesthetic sense, you also have bad taste. But I repeat myself....
@uniquehandel YOU are on the wrong channel, so please go away thank you.
Huh. Is this not the channel of the salt-of-the-earth with no ear or voice or sense of beauty?
No, it is. I checked. I listened again to this auditory excretement. You are a poor excuse for a man. Despair.
@@lorifromtemeculaca426 Wow, Lori from Temecula, we got us a legit case of nominative determinism over here!
This was probably the first poem I was ever taught. One I think hits me harder than most. Taking that old statue, replace it with the internet footprints we leave. All that history, all those memories and experiences, behind each and every comment. People come and go, leave a like here and there. For years. Sometimes years after the poster had passed…. Yet as we gaze… what else remains