Crossing the Bar
Alfred Lord Tennyson
1809 to 1892
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Sunset and evening star,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
When I put out to sea,
When I have cross'd the bar
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
When I embark;
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
And after that the dark!
The flood may bear me far,
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
Too full for sound and foam,