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
From A Shropshire Lad

and I love the version with additions that Linda Kelly does on Hissyfits CD "Sweet Minerva"