Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1889
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.
2. But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
3. Twilight and evening bell,|
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
4. For, though from out our bourne of time and place
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