Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet read more

Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice.

Her voice was like the voice the stars
Had when they sang together.

Her voice was like the voice the stars
Had when they sang together.

Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.

Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.

. . . solitude is such a potential thing. We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry read more

. . . solitude is such a potential thing. We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry and turmoil of life; we receive counsels and comforts, we get under no other condition . . .

Thy voice
Is a celestial melody.

Thy voice
Is a celestial melody.

It is the safeguard of the strongest that he lives under a government which is obliged to respect the voice read more

It is the safeguard of the strongest that he lives under a government which is obliged to respect the voice of the weakest.

Your voice dries up if you don't use it.

Your voice dries up if you don't use it.

It is the still small voice that the soul heeds; not the deafening blasts of doom.

It is the still small voice that the soul heeds; not the deafening blasts of doom.

For this is he that was spoken of by the prophet Esaias, saying,
The voice of one crying in read more

For this is he that was spoken of by the prophet Esaias, saying,
The voice of one crying in the wilderness, prepare ye the way of
the Lord, make his paths straight.