Robert Louis Stevenson. 1850-1894
848. Requiem
1 min to read 58 words
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 long'd to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
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T. W. Rolleston. b. 1857
849. The Dead at Clonmacnois FROM THE IRISH OF ANGUS O'GILLAN
1 min to read 145 words
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