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AUTHOR:
Youth
INTO MY HEART AN AI
A.E. Houseman
SOURCE:
A Shropshire Lad
QUOTE:
Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows What are those blue remembered hills? What farms?What spires are those? This is the land of lost content. I see it shining plain. Those happy highways where I went And cannot come again.

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