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Scrapbook - Feb. 16, 2011
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‘The Arrow and the Song’ Henry W. Longfellow 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.

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