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	<title>Comments on: As the Arrow Flies</title>
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		<title>By: Nosmo King</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 03:24:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It was actually a blowgun, and the darts landed upon the roof of your neighbor.</description>
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		<title>By: Nosmo King</title>
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		<description>I shot an Arrow into the air
It fell to earth I know not where,
For so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breath&#039;d a Song into the air
It fell to earth, I know not where.
For who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of a song?

Long, long afterward in an oak
I found the Arrow still unbroke;
And the Song from begining to end
I found again in the heart of a friend.

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1946</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I shot an Arrow into the air<br />
It fell to earth I know not where,<br />
For so swiftly it flew, the sight<br />
Could not follow it in its flight.</p>
<p>I breath&#8217;d a Song into the air<br />
It fell to earth, I know not where.<br />
For who has sight so keen and strong<br />
That it can follow the flight of a song?</p>
<p>Long, long afterward in an oak<br />
I found the Arrow still unbroke;<br />
And the Song from begining to end<br />
I found again in the heart of a friend.</p>
<p>- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1946</p>
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