Hospital Autograph Book, item 2

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30 Jany 1918

     May the best of the past

  Be the worst of the future

        with Every ... ...

            A Comm ...

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             ---Crossing the Bar--

Sunset and evening star

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no mooring of the bar

when I put out to sea,


But such a ride as mooring 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.

                                 Tennyson

T Hughes

    Latchford

     1917


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30 Jany 1918

     May the best of the past

  Be the worst of the future

        with Every ... ...

            A Comm ...

[next page]

             ---Crossing the Bar--

Sunset and evening star

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no mooring of the bar

when I put out to sea,


But such a ride as mooring 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.

                                 Tennyson

T Hughes

    Latchford

     1917



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  • January 11, 2019 21:42:56 Annick Rodriguez

    30 Jany 1918

         May the best of the past

      Be the worst of the future

            with Every ... ...

                A Comm ...

    [next page]

                 ---Crossing the Bar--

    Sunset and evening star

    And one clear call for me!

    And may there be no mooring of the bar

    when I put out to sea,


    But such a ride as mooring 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.

                                     Tennyson

    T Hughes

        Latchford

         1917


  • January 11, 2019 21:39:05 Annick Rodriguez

    30 Jany 1918

         May the best of the past

      Be the worst of the future

            with Every ... ...

                A Comm ...


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    Warrington

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