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by Henry Wadsworth 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. 利·瓦兹华斯·朗费罗 我将一支箭向高空射出 我不知它落在地面何处曰 因为它飞得那样急速 我的眼力追不上它的踪迹遥 我将一支歌向高空唱出