ROME! what a scroll of History thine has been
In the first days thy sword republican
Ruled the whole world for many an age's span:
Then of thy peoples thou wert crownèd Queen,
Till in thy streets the bearded Goth was seen;
And now upon thy walls the breezes fan
(Ah, city crowned by God, discrowned by man!)
The hated flag of red and white and green.
When was thy glory! when in search for power
Thine eagles flew to greet the double sun,
And all the nations trembled at thy rod?
Nay, but thy glory tarried for this hour,
When pilgrims kneel before the Holy One,
The prisoned shepherd of the Church of God.
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Comments1I just read this poem by Oscar Wilde n it really got me thinking. Wilde is comparing Rome to an historic scroll. The way he describes Rome's power and later its downfall, it's just so emotional!. "Thine eagles flew to greet the double sun," is my favorite line. The imagery is beautiful and strong. Don't know much about poetry but Wilde sure knows how to capture a felling and a whole story with just a few verses. Loved it!