Crossing the Bar

by ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON (1809-1892)

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 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 crossed the bar.

When in London, Alfred Lord Tennyson spent a great deal of time at Mrs. Prinsep’s literary and artistic salon at Little Holland House. Her other distinguished guests included Charles Dickens, Robert Browning, William Makepeace Thackeray and Thomas Carlyle.

Tennyson Contemporaries
Walt Whitman
John Greenleaf Whittier
Charles Baudelaire
Hugo von Blumberg

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