Impartiality - Sách nói Miễn phí

THE ARROW AND THE SONG

               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.