Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

Into My Heart An Air That Kills - Poem by Alfred Edward 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.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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