måndag 29 september 2014

The land of lost content

The Wrekin (lånat foto)

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.
Dikt XL i "A Shropshire Lad" av A. E. Houseman
Hela diktverket finns att tillgå via Gutenbergprojektet.

Jag läser A.N. Wilsons "After the Victorians- The world our parents knew"

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