Death
Weill suffered a heart attack shortly after his 50th birthday and died on April 3, 1950 in New York City. He was buried in Mount Repose Cemetery in Haverstraw, New York. The text and music on his gravestone come from the song "A Bird of Passage" from Lost in the Stars, itself adapted from a quotation from the Venerable Bede:
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- This is the life of men on earth:
- Out of darkness we come at birth
- Into a lamplit room, and then –
- Go forward into dark again.
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- (lyric: Maxwell Anderson)
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An excerpt from Maxwell Anderson's eulogy for Weill read:
"I wish, of course, that he had been lucky enough to have had a little more time for his work. I could wish the times in which he lived had been less troubled. But these things were as they were – and Kurt managed to make thousands of beautiful things during the short and troubled time he had…"
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