|Robert Louis Stevenson|
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.
A beautiful poem. We know Stevenson -- Scottish novelist, essayist, and poet -- mainly for his adventure stories. Namely, Treasure Island. He apparently wrote Requiem long before his death and knew he wanted it on his tombstone. He was sickly, and died of tubercolosis on the island of Samoa in 1894, where he is buried.