Be your strong and simple words Keen to wound as sharpened swords, And wide as targes let them be, With their shade to cover ye.

From the haunts of daily life Where is waged the daily strife With common wants and common cares Which sows the human heart with tares.

Stand ye calm and resolute, Like a forest close and mute, With folded arms and looks which are Weapons of unvanquished war.

Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity.

The point of quotations is that one can use another's words to be insulting.

Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combi…

He who maintains he's right-if his the gift of tongues- Will have the last word certainly.