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Ozymandias
: "
My name is Ozymandias
,
king of kings
/
Look on my works
,
ye Mighty
,
and despair
!"
The Prelude
: "
Small circles glittering idly in the moon
/
A huge peak
,
black and huge
, /
as if with voluntary power instinct
, /
upreared its head.
My
Last
Duchess: "
That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall
, /
Looking as if she were alive.
"
The Charge of the Light Brigade
: "
Into the jaws of Death
, /
Into the mouth of Hell.
"
Exposure
: "Our brains ache in the
merciless iced east winds
that
knive
us…"
Storm on the Island
: "
Can raise a tragic chorus in a gale.
"
Bayonet Charge: "Bullets smacking the belly out of the air."
Poppies
: "I was
brave
, as I
walked
/
with you
, to the
front door
,
threw
/
it open
, the
world overflowing
/
like a treasure chest.
"
War Photographer: "The only light is red and softly glows, / as though this were a church and he / a priest preparing to intone a Mass."
Tissue
: "
The sun shines through
/
their borderlines
,
the marks
/
that rivers make
,
roads
, /
railtracks
,
mountainfolds.
The Emigree
: "
Bright filled paperweight.
Kamikaze
: "
A shaven head
/
full of powerful incantations.
Ozymandias
: "
My name is Ozymandias
,
king of kings
/
Look on my works
,
ye Mighty
,
and despair
!"
London
: "
In every voice
,
in every ban
, /
The mind-forged manacles I hear.
"
The Prelude
: "
Small circles glittering idly in the moon
/
A huge peak
,
black and huge
, /
as if with voluntary power instinct
, /
upreared its head.
My
Last
Duchess: "
That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall
, /
Looking as if she were alive.
"
The Charge of the Light Brigade
: "
Into the jaws of Death
, /
Into the mouth of Hell.
"
Storm on the Island
: "
Can raise a tragic chorus in a gale.
"
Bayonet
Charge: "
Bullets smacking the belly out of the air.
"
Poppies
: "I was
brave
, as I
walked
/
with you
, to the
front door
,
threw
/
it open
, the
world overflowing
/
like a treasure chest.
"
Tissue
: "
The sun shines through
/
their borderlines
,
the marks
/
that rivers make
,
roads
, /
railtracks
,
mountainfolds.
The Emigree
: "
Bright filled paperweight.
Kamikaze
: "
A shaven head
/
full of powerful incantations.
Ozymandias
: "
My name is Ozymandias
,
king of kings
/
Look on my works
,
ye Mighty
,
and despair
!"
London
: "
In every voice
,
in every ban
, /
The mind-forged manacles I hear.
"
The Prelude
: "
Small circles glittering idly in the moon
/
A huge peak
,
black and huge
, /
as if with voluntary power instinct
, /
upreared its head.
My
Last
Duchess: "
That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall
, /
Looking as if she were alive.
"
The Charge of the Light Brigade
: "
Into the jaws of Death
, /
Into the mouth of Hell.
"
Exposure
: "Our brains ache in the
merciless iced east winds
that
knive
us…"
Storm on the Island
: "
Can raise a tragic chorus in a gale.
"
The Bayonet Charge
: "
Bullets smacking the belly out of the air.
"
Poppies
: "I was
brave
, as I
walked
/
with you
, to the
front door
,
threw
/
it open
, the
world overflowing
/
like a treasure chest.
"
The War Photographer
: "
The only light is red and softly glows
, /
as though this were a church and he
/
a priest preparing to intone a Mass.
"
Tissue
: "
The sun shines through
/
their borderlines
,
the marks
/
that rivers make
,
roads
, /
railtracks
,
mountainfolds.
The Emigree
: "
Bright filled paperweight.
Kamikaze
: "
A shaven head
/
full of powerful incantations.
We too
learned
to be
silent.