Tuesday, June 5, 2007

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 sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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