Robert Louis Stevenson

(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Requiem - Poem by 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."


Comments about Requiem by Robert Louis Stevenson

  • (9/2/2018 9:21:00 AM)


    Senator McCain was a man of honor whose sense of duty to country never wavered. He was a patriot (Report) Reply

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  • (9/1/2018 3:32:00 PM)


    John McCain is dead. Long live John McCain. (Report) Reply

  • (9/1/2018 2:27:00 PM)


    I admired John McCain and even though I am an Independent and Democrat at heart, I would have voted for him if he had kept Lieberman as his running mate. I knew Obama was young and could have waited 4 years (or maybe eight) in order to be elected. (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2018 12:01:00 PM)


    I am now watching the funeral of John McCain. This is the poem he read for his father and it will be read over him.
    Appropriate.
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  • (7/28/2018 4:36:00 AM)


    This poem was read by John Wayne(!) in the John Ford film They Were Expendable. Read for a fallen comrade, it is a very moving scene. (Report) Reply

  • (4/29/2018 2:54:00 PM)


    At the end of the day we all arrive at this place. It's where the light become too frail. It's when the mystery of the world gives way to an empty awareness that nothing can keep us going.
    It's to those who finally get themselves beneath the wide and starry sky of faith. Too those who love us we are remembered. The mansion out in the open country is welcome as it is really a house of eternal vision where nothing can long be left unrestored and plagued with the light of eternity.
    (Report) Reply

  • (4/17/2018 11:32:00 PM)


    I always felt that Bob could have sexed up the last line of his requiem by omitting 'the' before 'hunter, ie: .....'And hunter home from the hill'.... (Report) Reply

    (9/16/2018 4:44:00 AM)

    I'm with you there. More impact.

  • (1/20/2018 11:23:00 PM)


    President Franklin Roosevelt had the last three lines engraved on his tombstone (Report) Reply

  • (4/8/2017 7:46:00 AM)


    I don't know what Stevenson's personal beliefs were, but to me this poem expresses the immortality of the soul. Glad did I live... - the poet has experienced all the essential things this life has to offer. ... and gladly die, and I lay me down with a will - and is now ready to enter the world of eternity. Here he lies where he longed to be... Home is the sailor... Home is the hunter... - having cast off the 'material garment' of the body, the soul has now reached its true home, its sanctuary, the home of the spirit; the home of immortality. (Report) Reply

  • (4/8/2017 7:42:00 AM)


    I don't know what Stevenson's personal beliefs were, but to me the poem speaks of the immortality of the soul. Glad did I live... - the writer has experienced in life, and gained from it, all the essential things this life has to offer. ...and gladly die, And I lay me down with a will - and is now ready to continue his journey into the world of eternity. Here he lies where he longed to be... Home is the sailor... Home is the hunter... His true home is the world of the spirit; the world of immortality; having traversed this material realm, the poet is now ready to enter his true home. (Report) Reply

  • Seamus O Brian (11/13/2016 11:10:00 PM)


    Compelling simplicity of a man facing death, that of all that one may proclaim about the life now ending, the regrets and unfulfilled hopes, the achievements and failures, he simply proclaims his gladness both to live and to die, and to be buried at home. Nothing more, nothing less. Intriguing and discomforting. (Report) Reply

  • Mizzy ........ (11/13/2016 1:52:00 PM)


    Very compact.....brilliantly written. (Report) Reply

  • Indira Renganathan (11/13/2016 2:36:00 AM)


    special words for his own death....it sounds good as a poem though its content is sorrowful- -10 (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/13/2016 1:57:00 AM)

    The grave
    The final journey. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (11/13/2016 1:34:00 AM)


    Immortal poetry penned in great vision...
    Death is like a slumber which the dead will rise from grave to face the Highest Judge.....
    Thanks for sharing..
    (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (11/13/2016 12:33:00 AM)

    Death!
    A great wonder to read a poem like this one by R L Stevenson, very famous for his one single novel, The Treasure Island! Yes, death is the end for all! With the head of a helicopter dragon flies
    Are flying with fluttering gossamer wings!
    It is happening before the rain comes
    And serves as a symptom of coming rains!
    Moths also come in large numbers before rains;
    It is a natural destiny for these flying creatures
    Like the delicate flowers they serve their purposes
    And meet with sure deaths within one night, yes!
    Likewise many land and sea creatures' fortunes
    End very early before they realize themselves!
    For the goats well fed before they meet their ends
    They also don't know and never bother about ends!
    What is the difference between these creatures
    And men in the world as far as their ends in deaths?
    (Report) Reply

    Kim Barney (11/13/2016 1:12:00 AM)

    Stevenson didn't just write one single novel. In addition to Treasure Island, he also wrote An Inland Voyage, Kidnapped, and others. His most famous book was probably The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

  • (10/22/2016 1:57:00 AM)

    Yuri Mityuk
    About 45 years ago I , when I was fourteen and learnt Enlish at school, I wrote an essay about Stevenson for my English lessons. I ended it with the last words of Requiem. I had the verse only in Russian, so I tried to translate it back to English myself. Now I see that my translation (as I can recall it) was not so bad. (Report) Reply

  • (7/2/2016 6:29:00 PM)


    My father quoted this poem 30 years back when i was in 8th std. But still i was remembering his intellectual approach and style. May Allah Almighty Bless my father and put him Janat ul Firdaus. (Report) Reply

  • (7/2/2016 6:28:00 PM)


    My father quoted this poem 30 years back when i was in 8th std. But still i was remembering his intellectual approach and style. (Report) Reply

  • (5/29/2016 5:22:00 AM)


    My mother quoted this poem frequently when I was growing up. I just read it to her, now in her final hours of hospice care (Report) Reply

    (9/16/2018 4:46:00 AM)

    Special connection

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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