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» Now in your hour of trial and bitter shama While the big- hosts victorious, onward rolled, Flood your rich plains and citiss fair and old, Remember him, your hero of great fame The will of iron and the heart of flame Who won back from this foe the load you hold; Sing oc you 6ang then, tell the tales you told, And treason cannot foul your holy name. Italy, brilliant, beautiful and brave! Matrix of Empire, Btoried Italy, Where arts had birth and yet again rebirth, Already you are Eared if prayers can save, For you the prayers of half humanity Rise heavenward from the poor ereanguined earth. A.W.
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Press, Volume LIII, Issue 16053, 8 November 1917, Page 6
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