Monday, July 22, 2013

Requiem


Winter Quarters

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 the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
(Robert Louis Stevenson)

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