Crossing The Bar - A poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson - 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 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 crost the bar.

Added: on October 19th, 2005 at 7:37 PM | Viewed: 11382 times | Comments (13)

Crossing The Bar - Comments and Information
Poet: Alfred Lord Tennyson Poem: Crossing The Bar Volume: Poems Year: Published/Written in 1889 Poem of the Day on: Jun 30 2008 Comment 13 of 13, added on January 2nd, 2007 at 9:58 AM. As many others here have indicated, my father also asked that this, his fasvorite poetic work, be read at his funeral. He was a man that loved the sea and spent many years in his boat enjoying the wonderous things the ocean has to offer. This poem shall remain with me always as a tribute to my Dad. Thank you Tennyson. Comment 12 of 13, added on November 13th, 2005 at 11:34 PM. My father requested of me this evening that this poem be read at his funeral. His death is not expected any time soon but for reasons of preparation he has had some thoughts along the lines of what he wants. This poem is one of the several ideas that he is having me record for future reference. Poignant and lovely as we talk of crossing the bar home in loving nonfearing tones and words. caparker from United States Comment 11 of 13, added on October 19th, 2005 at 7:37 PM. The fragrance of this sorrowed yet peaceful poem has stayed with me since junior high days. As a physician I have closed many eyes in death and this poem reminds me about the place that a person facing death will hopefully come to. After they are done with the denial, the anger, and the bargaining, sometimes they come to an acceptance of death and it is no longer a foe to be escaped, but a vehicle that bears them towards the great beyond. O that all of my terminal patients would have the help of the Pilot in their journey. Andy Thurman from United States More Comments >> Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Crossing The Bar, has received 13 comments. Click here to read them, and perhaps post a comment of your own. Of course you can also always discuss poems by Alfred Lord Tennyson with others on the Poetry Connection poetry forum!

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Crossing The Bar Volume: Poems Year: Published/Written in 1889 Last read: 2008-08-18 06:43:02 Poem of the Day on: Jun 30 2008 Viewed 11382 times. Added on October 19th, 2005 at 7:37 PM.

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