The Arrow and the Song

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I new not where; For, so quickly it flew that 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 have sight so keen and strong, that it could follow the...

A Thought

Heights of great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companion slept were toiling upward through the night.