Poems From "A Shropshire Lad" - XL 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.

Poems From "A Shropshire Lad" - XL by Alfred Edward Housman