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… - Alfred Edward Housman

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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.