[After Longfellow.] br br br I drove a golf-ball into the air; br It fell to earth, I knew not where; br For, so swiftly it flew, the sight br Could not follow it in its flight. br br I lent five shillings to some men, br They spent it all, I know not when, br For who is quick enough to know br The time in which a crown may go? br br Long, long afterward, in a whin br I found the golf-ball, black as sin; br But the five shillings are missing still! br They haven't turned up, and I doubt if they will.