Crossing the bar

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  1. I'm doing some work on HMS Repulse and found this poem on their website, rather nice for any seafarer or lover of the sea:

    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 though 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.

    Alfred Tennyson

  2. This is indeed a beautiful poem , ideal for ,and clearly written for , the death of a seafarer .
  3. Like this one too


    I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
    And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
    And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
    And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.

    I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
    Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
    And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
    And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

    I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
    To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like
    a whetted knife;
    And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
    And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

    John Masefield
  4. To add a disrespectful note to what is a very humbling and tasteful thread, I've invited Blair and all his cronies to my funeral to dance on my grave - 12 miles south of the Eddystone..........
  5. Yes, I'd raise a glass of Doom Bar ale to that one, G R.
  6. One of my favourites

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