Crossing the Bar
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.
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." -Tennyson
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.
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." -Tennyson
Crossing the Bar
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.
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." -Tennyson
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.
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." -Tennyson
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