There's a sound from some vibration Within the human voice That arouses the latent spirit And makes the soul rejoice. Its tone has a magic power Whereby the heart is impressed With the weight of its noble mission And unselfish interest. There's a mystic charm most winsome In th' glance of a speaking eye Whose light shines in dark recesses And explores them in passing by. It illumines the page of the student As his soul warms by its fire, And stirs him to greater action, And lifts aspirations higher. Every word and look and action Has weight on trustful youth, That needs no sage to interpret Or explain its vital truth.