Leone X?
è stato Papa?
Sì
Berengario?
No
Clemente VII?
Sì! "> Papa Clemente VII. Nato Giulio de' Medici (nella prima foto ci sono appunto dei medici), mentre nella seconda foto ci sono i sette nani (a indicare il numerale usato come Papa). "> A te la prossima!
Leone X?
Ovviamente no... XD
« 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 shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd 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. »
Ho puntato sul Medici sbagliato! " />
Clemente VII?
Sì! " /> Papa Clemente VII. Nato Giulio de' Medici (nella prima foto ci sono appunto dei medici), mentre nella seconda foto ci sono i sette nani (a indicare il numerale usato come Papa). " /> A te la prossima!
Evviva!!! " /> Ora carico la mia...
Reale?
Italiano?
Mario Monti?
« 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 shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd 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. »
Ci avevo pensato anch'io.
Nel caso non fosse la risposta giusta: Vivente?
Caio Mario?
« 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 shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd 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. »
Vissuto in un periodo compreso dal 1800 ad oggi?