CALM is the ocean ; fair is the sky; Vessels are passing silently by; Sunbeams are gilding the waves with their glory; Peaceful the scene! 'Tis an oft-spoken story.

Foaming and breaking close to our feet, On the dark shingle, hear the waves beat! Louder their tones as the wind, growing stronger, Tells us that peace can linger no longer.

Now they rise higher; fiercer their tones; Back roll the waters, over the stones ; Dark clouds are forming, the thunder is pealing, Lightning is flashing, new wonders revealing.

Lashed to a fury; strong in their might; Billows are proving victors in fight; Mothers are weeping, maidens are sighing, Husbands in danger; men may be dying.

Out with the Life-boat I Ready the crew; Every man anxious, steady and true; Fellows in peril, the heroes' work urges Each on to duty, though wild the sea surges.

Now the storm slackens! What is the end ? Dangered ones saved 1 Shout the news I Send Forth the glad message. The Life-boatmen'a glory Is greater to-day; 'tis an oft-spoken story I THE WOODCUTTER..