We wonder what is meant.
But, tracing back, we find
A Power that held the ways--
A Mighty Hand, a Master Mind,
That all the troubled course defined
And overruled the days.
Some call it Fate; some--Chance;
Some--Giant Circumstance;
And some, upreaching to the sense
Of God within the circumstance,
Do call it--Providence!




THE HUNGRY SEA


Down to the sea, the hungry sea,
_O the sea is hungry ever_!
Seeking food for the bairns and me,
Seeking food in the hungry sea;
_O the sea is hungry ever_!

My man and my lad--their bones are white,
_O the sea is hungry ever_!
Into the maw of the grim black night,
Their hearts were bold and their faces bright;
_O the sea is hungry ever_!