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Ethelred Unraed's Journal: Of mountains and pilots and family lost 1

Journal by Ethelred Unraed

For pythorlh's granddad, Sol's dad, and my aunt and great aunt:

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 bourne 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.

Crossing the Bar, Alfred Lord Tennyson


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  • i've always liked that poem, and it seems appropriate.

    His girlfriend had pictures of us kids sailing with dad when we were little.

    That helped.

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