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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WREATHE THE BOWL by THOMAS MOORE THE BELLE OF THE BALL by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED THE WEEPING SAVIOUR, HYMN 3 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ANTICLIMAX by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A CHILD IS BORN by EDWARD RALPH CHEYNEY OLD MAID'S REVERIE by NATHALIA CRANE YOUNG BEAUTY by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |