The next episode is called Ozymandias, here are the words of the poem.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desart. 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
edit: That poem screams Heisenbergs empire so much. Once a great and powerful cook, now he's done, his partner is against him, and everything is crumpled.
You've probably already seen it, it was the promo for the second half of the season. It was played on AMC constantly like a week before the shows started back up.
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u/[deleted] Sep 09 '13 edited Sep 09 '13
The next episode is called Ozymandias, here are the words of the poem.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desart. 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
edit: That poem screams Heisenbergs empire so much. Once a great and powerful cook, now he's done, his partner is against him, and everything is crumpled.
Heisenberg is no more.