A Sea Ghost by Frank Dempster Sherman

All night I heard along the coast
The sea her grief outpour;
And with the dawn arose a ghost
To haunt the furrowed shore.
And when from out the gray mist rolled
The sun above the town,
A shipwrecked sailor came and told
Of how the ship went down.
Then did I sudden understand
The sobbing of the sea,
And of that white ghost on the sand
I knew the mystery.