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CROSSING THE BAR
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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.

THE END

Printed by R. & R. Clark, Edinburgh.

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