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Sunset and eve ning star, And one clear call for me!

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Joseph Barnby, 1893

Twilightand eve - ning bell,

light and evening bell,

put out to sea,

When that which drew from out the bound-less deep Turns a •

gain

And may there

full for sound and

roll.

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And after that the dark!

And may there be

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For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear

SUNSET and evening star,

And one clear call for me!

rit.

I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the

And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

me

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

em

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.

bark;

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.

A men.

Alfred Tennyson, 1889