REQUIEM
Reading edition
Pour out your light, O stars, and do not hold Your loveliest shining from earth’s outworn shell— Pure and cold your radiance, pure and cold My dead friend’s face as well.
Reading edition
Pour out your light, O stars, and do not hold Your loveliest shining from earth’s outworn shell— Pure and cold your radiance, pure and cold My dead friend’s face as well.