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For other versions of this work, see Requiem (Stevenson).
XXI
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.