Crossing the Bar


Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Tennyson's meditation on death using the metaphor of a ship setting out of quiet harbor. This was written for a dance piece called Solstice River, performed on the summer solstice. There is an mythological connotation of the day as a funeral for the dying sun. For mezzo-soprano solo; the original trombone quartet was rearranged for a cappella choir. Simple, warm, blissful.

Commissioned by: 

Marylee Hardenbergh

Published by: 

Fresh Ayre Music
Item Voicing Perusal scores/Recordings Price
FAM-0001-05 Mezzo-soprano solo



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.