PRE-RAPHAELITE

The Accolade (1901) - Edmund Blair Leighton

REQUIEM

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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.

~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~

THE TEMPEST

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When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean

And billows wild contend with angry roar,

'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion

That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.

Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth

And silver waves chime ever peacefully,

And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flyeth

Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. 

-Harriet Beecher Stowe-