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Crossing the Bar by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1889
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 crost the bar.
If you know a more beautiful agnostic poem about a deathbed, do please share it with me.
My inspiration for this Victorian Poetry Challenge came from Matthew of the channel Mayberry Bookclub and his Norton Anthology readings earlier this year https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list...
The hosts of Victober this year are:
Katy at Books and Things https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vD0-Q...
Kate Howe https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nU5so...
Lucy the Reader https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-Gr-...
And here are the challenges (of which I am successfully achieving precisely none)
1. Katie’s challenge: Read a Victorian book that equates to your favourite modern genre
2. Lucy’s challenge: Read a Victorian diary or collection of letters
3. Kate’s challenge: Read a new to you book and/or short story by a favourite Victorian author
4. Readers’ challenge: Read a Victorian book from a previous Victober TBR that you didn't get to, or one you’ve been meaning to read for ages
5. General challenge: Read a Victorian book while wearing something Victorian/Victorian-esque
Group readalong: Shirley by Charlotte Brontë
Crossing the Bar by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1889
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 crost the bar.
If you know a more beautiful agnostic poem about a deathbed, do please share it with me.
My inspiration for this Victorian Poetry Challenge came from Matthew of the channel Mayberry Bookclub and his Norton Anthology readings earlier this year https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list...
The hosts of Victober this year are:
Katy at Books and Things https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vD0-Q...
Kate Howe https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nU5so...
Lucy the Reader https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-Gr-...
And here are the challenges (of which I am successfully achieving precisely none)
1. Katie’s challenge: Read a Victorian book that equates to your favourite modern genre
2. Lucy’s challenge: Read a Victorian diary or collection of letters
3. Kate’s challenge: Read a new to you book and/or short story by a favourite Victorian author
4. Readers’ challenge: Read a Victorian book from a previous Victober TBR that you didn't get to, or one you’ve been meaning to read for ages
5. General challenge: Read a Victorian book while wearing something Victorian/Victorian-esque
Group readalong: Shirley by Charlotte Brontë