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A Shropshire Lad

​XL


by A E Housman

​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.
 
A E Housman, 1896

Quoted in ​Emmabella's Birthday Alphabet

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