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. 13. Mater Triumphans
3. About the Sheltered Garden Ground
4. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 7. PLAIN as the glistering planets shine
5. Voluntary

Ogden Nash Requiem ("There was a young belle of Natchez")

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