The fault must partly have been in me. The bird was not to blame for his key. And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song.
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. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
(You know, I haven't eaten in a while...)
