12. feb, 2017

Bartender

 

"The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind."

 

- Humphrey Bogart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crossing the Bar

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.
 
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson