Into My Heart An Air That Kills

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Alfred Edward Housman

Worcestershire

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Worcestershire

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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.

Alfred Edward Housman

Friday, January 3, 2003

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Dave Huggins from york 24 May 2018

Remember it from walk about

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Ian K 23 July 2017

One of the greatest poems of longing by a wonderful master of melancholy

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Arnold Lampshire 08 June 2017

My favourite poem. Some may find it maudlin and sentimental but I find it evocative of lost childhood. Happiness in simple things and realisation that life is transitory.

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Dave Huggins From York 24 May 2018

Allso Sea Fever- -and Crossing the Bar.

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