Monday 23 March 2015

The arrow

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"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
 I found the arrow, still unbroke;
 And the song, from beginning to end,
 I found again in the heart of a friend".
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