In 1817, not long after the once-great emperor Napoleon met his Waterloo, the poet Percy Shelley wrote a few lines on the impermanence of power.
He pictured a ruined statue in a wind-swept desert with an inscription barely legible among the broken pieces: "My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
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