<story><title>Ask HN: Best way to host a website for 500 years?</title><text>Say you wanted to host a personal page that can outlive you and be seen by the children of your grandchildren. Other than asking your progeny to keep paying the hosting bills, is there another way?</text></story><parent_chain><item><author>pugworthy</author><text>&lt;p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;code&gt;  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.”
&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
— Percy Shelley&amp;#x27;s &amp;quot;Ozymandias&amp;quot;</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>j-bos</author><text>I&amp;#x27;m partial to the remix:
&lt;a href=&quot;https:&amp;#x2F;&amp;#x2F;twitter.com&amp;#x2F;PateraQuetzaI&amp;#x2F;status&amp;#x2F;1156300892733243392?s=20&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;https:&amp;#x2F;&amp;#x2F;twitter.com&amp;#x2F;PateraQuetzaI&amp;#x2F;status&amp;#x2F;1156300892733243392...&lt;/a&gt;
Link to a thread of Percy Shelley&amp;#x27;s &amp;quot;Ozimandias&amp;quot; in the rhythm of Smash Mouth&amp;#x27;s All Star</text></comment>
<story><title>Ask HN: Best way to host a website for 500 years?</title><text>Say you wanted to host a personal page that can outlive you and be seen by the children of your grandchildren. Other than asking your progeny to keep paying the hosting bills, is there another way?</text></story><parent_chain><item><author>pugworthy</author><text>&lt;p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;code&gt;  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.”
&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
— Percy Shelley&amp;#x27;s &amp;quot;Ozymandias&amp;quot;</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>gran_colombia</author><text>Ramses is still better known than Shelley, some 5k years later. Ozymandias won.</text></comment>