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 t.
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 t.
But I account it worth All pangs of fair hopes crost All loves and honors lost, To gain the heavens, at cost Of losing earth
On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay
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