Puzzles and oddities

by Unknown

Our hands ne’er waved at girl or boy,

Or anything on earth.⁹

Alive are we, yet buried quite;

Our trust is in our eyes;

They help us out through darkest night,

Though sight stern fate denies.¹⁰

We sally forth when day is done,

And set the owls a-hooting,

And, though we have no bow or gun,

We often go a-shooting.¹¹