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 time as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. 1 Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark ! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark ; 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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New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 30, 26 July 1890, Page 6
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107CROSSING THE BAR. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 30, 26 July 1890, Page 6
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