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CROSSING THE BAR

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark !
And may there be no sadness of fare-

well,
When I embark;

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.

For tho' from out our bourne of Time

and Place The food may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face

When I have crost the bar.

ADDITIONAL POEMS.

These Poems were not included by the Poet Laureate in his col. lected Poems, but have, since his death, been published by his son, Hallam, Lord Tennyson. They were submitted, according to the Poet's desire, to an expert committee of friends, before publication.

ADDITIONAL POEMS.

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* I, LOVING Freedom for herself,

THE HESPERIDES.* And much of that which is her form,

[Published and suppressed by my father, and Wed to no faction in the state,

republished by nie here (with accents written A voice before the storm,

by him) in consequence of a talk that I had I mourn in spirit when I think

with him, in which he regretted that he had The year, that comes, may come with

done away with it from anong his “ Juve.

nilia."] shame, Lured by the cuckoo-voice that loves

Hesperus and his daughters three To babble its own name.

That sing about the golden tree. Comus. Copyright, 1897, by The Macmillan Com. The North wind fall'n, in the new-starréd 2- pany.

night

Zidonian Hanno, wandering beyond * Life of the Life within my blood, The hoary promontory of Soloë,

Light of the Light within mine eyes, Past Thymiaterion in calméd bays
The May begins to breathe and bud, Between the southern and the western
And softly blow the balmy skies;

Horn,
Bathe with me in the fiery flood,

Heard neither warbling of the nightingale, And mingle kisses, tears, and sighs, Nor melody of the Libyan Lotus-flute Life of the Life within my blood,

Blown seaward from the shore; but from Light of the Light within mine eyes.

a slope

That ran bloom-bright into the Atlantic * Copyright, 1897, by The Macmillan Com

blue, pany.

Beneath a highland leaning down a
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weight

Of cliffs, and zoned below with cedarThou may'st remember what I said

shade, When thine own spirit was at strise

Came voices like the voices in a dream
With thine own spirit. “ From the tomb

Continuous; till he reach'd the outer
And charnel-place of purpose dead,
Thro’ spiritual dark we come
Into the light of spiritual life.”
God walk'd the waters of thy soul,

SONG OF THE THREE SISTERS.
And still'd them. When from change to

1. change, Led silently by power divine,

The Golden Apple, the Golden Apple, Thy thought did scale a purer range

the hallow'd fruit, of prospect up to self-control,

Guard it well, guard it warily,
My joy was only less than thine.

Singing airily,
Copyright, 1897, by The Macmillan Com- * Copyright, 1897, by The Macmillan Com.
Jany.

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