|"There ev'ry herd by sad experience knows,
How wing'd with fate, their elf shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or stretch'd on earth the heart-smit heifers lie"
Flint Chips, A guide to Prehistoric Archaeology
by Edward T. stevens
An elf shot is a flint arrow head.
Posted by fitzcoraldo
3rd May 2003ce
Edited 3rd May 2003ce