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.
"

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