That is the land of lost content..... A. E. Housman

Asleep on the Peace River

“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...

XL from A.E. Housman’s A Shropshire Lad, which laments the impossibility of returning to ‘the land of lost content’. It is about lost childhood innocence.

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