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Crossing The
Bar by Alfred Tennyson
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Hello,
I do not like this poem much. It reads poorly. But Don Wilber liked
this one well enough and used it as the key to his
encrypted messages in his OSS W.W.II days.
Best wishes,
Barry
Crossing The Bar by Alfred Tennyson
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 bourn 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.
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