west bank / luxor
the lone and level sands (dead smack center bike aspect)
outside the ramesseum, west bank
not quite level but lone to say the least, this picture was taken outside the ramesseum which houses the colossal statue that so moved Percy Bysshe Shelley to pen the following poem:
Ozymandias of Egypt
I met a traveler 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 from
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 sand stretch far away.
