Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark And may there be no sadness of farewell, When l embark For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, hope to see my Pilot face to face When have crossed the barTwilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; 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