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.
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.
In memoriam Alfred, Lord Tennyson (6 August 1809-6 October 1892)
10 comments:
Lovely photos and if the poem means what I think it means - need to study English Lit again I think - then how very true.
Jane
Lovely sunset photos and Tennyson poem. Spectacular. Bye for now. Lesley
Pomona, you are so talented at photography! (reading poems in English is a bit difficult for me..)
P.S.your b&b looks really charming and cozy! Lucky guests!
I was transported back to A levels........... Lovely words and fantastic photos. That top one was an absolute beauty. x
Hello. I just arrived from Flossie Teacakes. Lovely blog. I shall be sure to return! x
Great poem, lovely accompanying photos. Darling I hope you had a lovely weekend. I just stopped by to wish you a sunny day!!
♥ hugs ♥
Duchess
Tennyson and sunsets - what could be better. Thank you Pomona for reminding me of this wonderful poem. Beautiful photos.
Jeanne x
Amazing pictures - a perfect sunset.
Have a lovely day,
Nina x
Beautiful photos to match wonderful words, thank you!
what gorgeous photos and nice to read a bit of Tennyson too.
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