Autore vivente?
Autore vivente?
Sì
	« 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. »

Il personaggio è il protagonista del libro?
Il personaggio è il protagonista del libro?
No
	« 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. »
L'autore è italiano?
L'autore è italiano?
No
	« 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. »

Il libro è un fantasy?
Sarebbe banale ma ci provo lo stesso: l'autore è Joseph Conrad?
Il libro è un fantasy?
Sì
Sarebbe banale ma ci provo lo stesso: l'autore è Joseph Conrad?
No
	« 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. »
Tywin Lannister?
Tywin Lannister?
No
	« 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. »

L'autore è statunitense?
E' un personaggio delle Cronache?
L'autore è statunitense?
No
E' un personaggio delle Cronache?
No
	« 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. »

L'autore è una donna?