Talk happiness. The world is sad enough br Without your woe. No path is wholly rough. br Look for the places that are smooth and clear, br And speak of them to rest the weary ear br Of earth; so hurt by one continuous strain br Of mortal discontent and grief and pain. br br Talk faith. The world is better off without br Your uttered ignorance and morbid doubt. br If you have faith in God, or man, or self, br Say so; if not, push back upon the shelf br Of silence all your thoughts ‘till faith shall come. br No one will grieve because your lips are dumb. br br Talk health. The dreary, never-ending tale br Of mortal maladies is worn and stale; br You cannot charm or interest or please br By harping on that minor chord disease. br Say you are well, or all is well with you, br And God shall hear tour words and make them true.