I breathed a song into the air, If fell to earth,I knew not where, For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of a song?
Long ,long afterward,In an oak
I found the arrow,still unbroke;
And the song,From beginining to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
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