Poetry:Requiem
From Tractatus
A powerful melancholy. The warrior given rest always makes me pause.
--Iain 00:05, 6 Dec 2005 (EST)
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 lay me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: `Here he lies where he longed to be Here is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter, home from the hill.'