Crossing the Bar [nga Letersia Viktoriane]
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 crossed the bar.
FIRST COMMENT -- A poem about dying, or contemplating one's death. Tennyson left instructions in his will that this poem was to appear at the end of any book of his poetry that might be published.
SECOND COMMENT -- Written in the figurative language of a voyage on the ocean, Tennyson's reference to "the bar" is a sandbar -- the final piece of land and the fartherest boundary that a mariner might encounter when leaving port and sailing out to the open sea. In the figurative sense of the poem, the bar is the boundary one passes over when leaving this life.
THIRD COMMENT -- The poet uses very tranquil language and accepts the journey and what may lie ahead with faith and hope. Passing over the bar into that vast sea is not a frightening voyage because he has hope (and, one senses, an abiding faith) that he will finally be allowed to meet his "pilot" (God) face to face.
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