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,

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.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For though 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.

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Comments (27)

Tis a very beautiful display of affection yet many don't know why i cry even though thy am shy
All the things are difficult before easy
For John
Beautiful portrayal of the essence of true love - a mighty spiritual experience that affects one profoundly.
Love the person because you love him/her, not because of pity and attraction. Then, this gives the meaning of forever.
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