In honor of the birthday of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892), here is a choral setting of his poem “Crossing the Bar.”
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.
Beautiful. Simply powerful.
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Makes me cry every time.
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HAPPY🌞SUNDAY
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Beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
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Beautiful and a bit heart breaking. The final two lines are amazing.
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I agree.
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It’s ok. But it doesn’t fit the Tennyson. Not martial enough. Needs some bagpipes, explosions and rough men growling out “When I embark”. IMHO. YMMV.
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Bagpipes and explosions would be more appropriate to “The Charge of the Light Brigade.” “Crossing the Bar” is an elegy, combining the poet’s calm acceptance of his approaching death with his confidence that better things lie ahead for him. I think this unaccompanied choral arrangement captures the spirit of it almost perfectly.
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Beautiful. 🙂 — Suzanne
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