THE ARROW AND THE SONG
I shot an arrow into the air ,
It fell to earth ,I knew not where ;
For ,so swiftly it flew ,the sight
Could not follow it in its flight .
I breathed a song into the air ,
It fell to earth,I knew not where ;
For who has sight so keen and strong ,
That it can follow the flight of song
Long ,long afterwards ,in an oak
I found the arrow ,still unbroke ;
And the song ,from beginning to end ,
I found again in the heart of a friend .