A Shropshire Lad, XL by A. E. Housman - Poems | Academy of American Poets

Into my heart an air that kills      From yon far country blows:    What are those blue remembered hills,      What spires, what farms are those?        That is the land of lost content,    I see it shining plain,    The happy highways where I went      And cannot come again.

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_- Steve