The Old Wife’s Neck

"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"

From

Flint Chips, A guide to Prehistoric Archaeology

by Edward T. stevens

1870

An elf shot is a flint arrow head.