Donderdag 6 september 2007 - Lost content...

Into my heart a killing wind
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 --
Those happy highways where I went
and cannot come again.

(A.E. Housman, 1859 - 1936)