Put into port, the Shoals are calling;
Come where the lighthouse gleams.
Come in to rest, and furl your sails,
And lose yourself in dreams. . . .
To a world-weary outsider, these sentimental lines would scarcely seem to fit the barren, rocky acres of Star Island, one of the nine Isles of Shoals off New Hampshire's brief coast. But to the religiously liberal Unitarian Fellowship, these and the other two stanzas of the song Gosport Harbor, explain the intangible atmosphere of peace that makes Star Island a favorite summer retreat. For half a century Unitarians have gone from some 24 states "to worship God...