Under the wide and starry sky <br />Dig the grave and let me lie. <br />Glad did I live and gladly die, <br />And I laid me down with a will. <br /> <br />This be the verse you grave for me; <br />"Here he lies where he longed to be, <br />Home is the sailor, home from sea, <br />And the hunter home from the hill."<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/requiem-3/
