The Fate of Rome

Rome's past glory, a fading gleam,
A gilded cage, a troubled dream.
The eagle's shadow, once so vast,
Now shrinks beneath a Barbarian blast.

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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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