AIR BOURNE

Into my heart an air that kills,
   From yon far country blows:
What are those long lost principles,
   What laws, what truths are those?

That is the land of freedom's past,
   Whose torch had once shone plain,
The happy haven, gone at last,
   That cannot come again.

                    (Apologies to A. E. Housman)


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