Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (18091892)Crossing the Bar
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And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.