EN 2034 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 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, 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 crossed the bar.

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