"One generation passeth away and
Another generation cometh,
But the earth adibeth forever,
The sun also ariseth
And the sun goes down,
And hasteth to the place where he arose.
The wind goeth toward the south,
And turneth about unto the north;
It whirleth about continually,
And the wind returneth again
According to His circuits.
And the rivers run into the sea,
Yet the sea is not full;
Unto the place from whence the rivers come,
Thither they return again."

                                         ECCLESIASTES

"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."

                                         SHELLEY

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