Requiem

UNDER the wide and starry sky

Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.


This be the verse you 'grave for me:
Here he lies where he long'd to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
--  Robert Louis Stevenson

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