Requiem br br Pour out your light, O stars, and do not hold br Your loveliest shining from earth’s outworn shell br Pure and cold your radiance – pure and cold br My dead friends face as well. br br Requiem br br Pour out your bounty moon of radiant shining br On all this shattered flesh, on all these quiet forms; br For these were slain, so quiet still reclining br In the noblest cause was ever waged with arms.