THE FLIGHT OF THE ARROW
The life o’f man Is an arrow’s flight, Out of the darkness Into light. * And out of the light Into darkness again: Perhaps to pleasure. Perhaps to pain! There must be Something Above or below Somewhere unseen A mighty Bow. A Hand that tires not. A sleepless Eye % That sees the arrows Fly and fly: One who knows Why we live —and die. —Richard Henry Stoddard. OUT AND AWAY Silvery-black, and silvery-blue, Belicate. dainty, silvery shoe. We are as young and as old as you. Without, apart, afar, you climb. Haunting the gulfs and the deeps of time; What do you hunt, without reason or rhyme ? Me and he. and she. and thee. Lending each other our mystery: Always the one, wherever we be.
Silvery-black, and silvery-blue. Belicate. dainty, silvery shoe. We are as old and as young as you. James Stephens.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 89, 6 July 1927, Page 14
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