Crossing
the Bar
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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"All Hands Bury the Dead"
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| Sunset and evening star, |
Jan 2006
COMO Mike Quirk
Mar 2005
William Conrad
Feb 2005
John E. Evansn
Jan 2005
Don A. Brown
Emanuel Greenwald
Dec 2004
Lee B. Andreen
Nov 2004
Douglas N. Slayton
Oct 2004
COMO Walter Bock
Oct 2004
Richard L. Wilson
Sep 2004
James D. Taylor
Aug 2004
Doyle E. Collup
Jim R. Cummins
John J. Emmel
Jul 2004
Marvin G. Degenhart
Jun 2004
Earl F. Livingston
May 2004
Marion M. Terrell
Apr 2004
Dr. Morris Klinger
Feb 2004
Charles E. Croisant
Jan 2004
James D. Walker
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| 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 of
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. |
