I shot an arrow in 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 thr song, from beggining to end,
I found in the heart of a friend

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