And the tones may pierce like a dart;
The words may be soft as the summer air,
And the tones may break the heart.
“For words but come from the mind,
And grow by study and art;
But the tones leap forth from the inner self,
And reveal the state of the heart.
“Whether you know it or not,
Whether you mean or care—
Gentleness, kindness, love, and hate,