Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

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 longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
    And the hunter home from the hill.

1. I Know Not How, But As I Count
2. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 19. To Dr. Hake
3. The Piper
4. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 20. To -
5. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 23. HE hears with gladdened heart the thunder

Emily Dickinson Requiem ("Taken from men this morning")

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