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 afterward, in an oak
Ì found the arrow, stili unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
HENRY W. LONGFELLOW.
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