A Roman Echo

From Tibur's shades, to Præneste's sun,
Roman senators retired, their work was done.
To Baiæ's warmth, by Naples' bay,
Villas commanded, a picturesque display.

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War poet whose visceral, anti-war verse exposed the horrors of trench warfare; killed one week before Armistice.

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