The Two Words

One day a liare h word, rashly mhl, Upou au evil Journey sped, A ml. likt: a ütiarp and cruel dart, It pierced a fond and loving heart ; It turned a frlend lnto a foe, And everywbere broughl pala and woe. A kind word followed tt one day, Klcw MWiftly ou u Messed way ; It líenle. I tlie wouinl, It soothcd the pain, And friendtt of old were frleinU agaiu; li made the hale uud anger cekse, Aud everywhere broughtjoy and peace. And yet thatharsh word left a trace The kind word could not qutt efface, And thongh the heart ltB love regalaed, It bore a scar that long remalued. Friends could forglve, uut not iorgut, ur loge the enge ol keen regret. oh, If we could but learn to k now How swlft and sure our wordtt can ko, How would we welgh witli utmost care Kach thought before It ttought the air, Aud only speak the word that move l.lke white wluged uiesiicugers ol love !