This is a book that I got out of LSE's Shaw Library - that foreign land where students go to take lunchtime naps and nobody but me has borrowed a book since 1895 - at a time of very limited reading options for me.
It's safe to say it's my third favourite (out of three) fictional accounts of Roman emperors after Julian (Gore Vidal) and most of all Memoirs of Hadrian (Yourcenar). It's a thick, slow read that is ever so dated, no matter how much the English seem to swear by Graves and his talent. And I'll leave it at that.
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