REQUIEM
Reading edition
Pour out your bounty, moon of radiant shining On all this shattered flesh, these quiet forms; For these were slain, so strangely still reclining, In the noblest cause was ever waged with arms.
Reading edition
Pour out your bounty, moon of radiant shining On all this shattered flesh, these quiet forms; For these were slain, so strangely still reclining, In the noblest cause was ever waged with arms.