We were pretty heavily dosed with WW1 poetry at school. Everything from Naming of parts to Anthem for doomed youth. Kind of blighted me to much of its value. Then we learned later that our English PT was doing a PhD Thesis on it. I guess they may have thought that more appropriate for a boy's school curriculum than Keats and Wordsworth!
Maybe the fact that I went to an all-girls school spared me from that misery! The worst one of all was Scott's epic Marmion, especially as we were aged about 11 at the time so therefore found it extremely boring and uninteresting. Maybe I should renew my acquaintance with it now, so that I can perhaps appreciate it, although I've never been a lover of Scott's works apart from Tales of a Grandfather.