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The Little Beach Bird

Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea,
  Why takest thou its melancholy voice?
      Why with that brooding cry
      O’er the waves dost thou fly?
O, rather, bird, with me
  Through the fair land rejoice!

Thy flitting form comes ghostly dim...

Poet: Richard Henry Dana, Sr.
Dover Beach

The Sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits;—on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!...

Poet: Matthew Arnold
Hampton Beach

  THE Sunlight glitters keen and bright,
        Where, miles away,
  Lies stretching to my dazzled sight
  A luminous belt, a misty light,
Beyond the dark pine bluffs and wastes of sandy gray.

  The tremulous shadow of the Sea!
        Against...

Poet: John Greenleaf Whittier