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.
+
+Ozymandias — Percy Bysshe Shelley
+
+
::: dropcap
-*"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; / Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!"* The name is a joke. Every
-framework is a monument that its author believes will outlast the work produced in it. The name is also a warning:
-the writing you put in a framework might actually outlast the framework itself, which is why the framework should be
-small, coherent, and legible — not a cathedral built to impress.
+The name is a joke. Every framework is a monument that its author believes will outlast the work produced in it. The
+name is also a warning: the writing you put in a framework might actually outlast the framework itself, which is why
+the framework should be small, coherent, and legible — not a cathedral built to impress.
:::
The core of this website has been extracted and released as [Ozymandias](https://git.levineuwirth.org/neuwirth/ozymandias), a static site framework under the MIT license. It is the full pipeline: the Haskell build system, the Pandoc filter stack, all templates, all stylesheets, all client-side JavaScript — minus my personal content. If you want a website that works like this one and want to understand exactly how it works, Ozymandias is where to start.
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:::
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+---
+title: Ozymandias
+date: 1818-01-11
+poet: Percy Bysshe Shelley
+abstract: I met a traveller from an antique land, / Who said — "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone / Stand in the desert."
+tags: [poetry]
+---
+
+I met a traveller 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."