Visage of Time Beads

Ozymandias

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

  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 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.

15 handmade beads in periwinkle, amber, ivory & silver. 

Transfixed in another era, gorgeously ornate & wonderful to touch.