I shot an arrow into the air,
;
For, so it flew,
Could not it in its .

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an
I found the arrow, still ;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.