I met a traveller from an antique land , Who saidTwo 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 . Op never said it had to be original <| sep |> I ' m thankful for my fiance for actually sticking with me , even though there are plenty of times where I was unreasonable and a complete bitch to him . Seriously , I don ' t deserve him . Also , I ' m thankful for having a job , as much as I hate it . It is much more pleasant than living on ramen like I was last semester .