On the beach
In listless quietude of mind,
I yield to all
The change of cloud and wave and wind
And passive on the flood reclined,
I wander with the waves, and with them rise and fall.
But look, thou dreamer! — wave and shore
In shadow lie;
The night-wind warns me back once more
To where, my native hilltops o’er,
Bends like an arch of fire glowing sunset sky
Uit: ‘HAMPTON BEACH’
By John Greenleaf Whittier
(1807-1892)
