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
When I put out to sea
When I put out to sea
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
That which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home
Turns again home
Turns again home
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
When I embark
When I embark
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
When I have crost the bar
When I have crost the bar
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar
When I have crost the bar
When I have crost the bar
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar
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