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                                CROSSING THE BAR

                               by Alfred Tennyson








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{CROSSING_THE_BAR
              CROSSING THE BAR
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           SUNSET and evening star,
             And one clear call for me!
           And may there be no moaning of the bar,
             When I put out to sea,
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           But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
             Too full for sound and foam,
           When that which drew from out the boundless deep
             Turns again home.
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           Twilight and evening bell,
             And after that the dark!
           And may there be no sadness of farewell,
             When I embark;
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           For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
             The flood may bear me far,
           I hope to see my Pilot face to face
             When I have crost the bar.
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                               THE END