by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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,

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.

Contributed by CAPT John McKechnie, SC, USN (Ret.)