Be chearful! Thou art not a fugitive!
All are thy kindred—all thy brothers, here—
The hoping—trembling Creatures—of one God!
THE
HAUNTED BEACH.
Upon a lonely desart Beach
Where the white foam was scatter’d,
A little shed uprear’d its head
Though lofty Barks were shatter’d.
The Sea-weeds gath’ring near the door,
A sombre path display’d;