HEARTH O' LOVE!

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For so swiftly it flew, the sight;
I 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.
And yet in doubt.
=HENRY LONGFELLOW
===deola.