The Tone Of Voice
not so much what you say
As the manner in which you say it;
It's not so
much the language you use
As the tone in which you convey it;
here!" I sharply said,
And the child cowered and wept.
here," I said--
he looked and smiled
And straight to my lap he crept.
Words may be mild and fair
And the tone may pierce like a dart;
may be soft as the summer air
But the tone may break my heart;
come from the mind
Grow by study and art--
But tone leaps from the inner
Revealing the state of the heart.
Whether you know it or not,
Whether you mean or care,
gentleness, kindness, love and hate,
Then, would you quarrels avoid
And peace and love rejoice?
Keep anger not only out of your words--
Keep it out of your voice.
Friend Like Music
There is no whispering of
No solace that can touch the quivering heart
In that lone hour when a sudden end
Has captured laughter
and there falls apart
A rainbow that has bridged a distant hill;
When roses shatter on the stem, and dark
Crowds out the candle's
shimmering flame and still
The night creeps on with neither torch
No friend like music when the last
And every pleading is a plea in vain;
friend like music when the heart is broken,
To mend its wings and
give it flight again;
No friend like music, breaking chains and
To let the soul march with the quiet stars!