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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Quaint Epitaphs, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
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+
+Title: Quaint Epitaphs
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: September 5, 2007 [EBook #22518]
+
+Language: English
+
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK QUAINT EPITAPHS ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Bryan Ness and the Online Distributed
+Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was
+produced from scanned images of public domain material
+from the Google Print project.)
+
+
+
+
+
+Transcriber's Notes
+
+    Non-standard spellings, typos and non-standard punctuation have
+    been left as they appear in the original, except in a few
+    cases where standardization was needed for clarity.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+"Quaint Epitaphs"
+
+COLLECTED BY
+
+SUSAN DARLING SAFFORD.
+
+
+
+
+COPYRIGHT, 1895,
+
+BY SUSAN DARLING SAFFORD.
+
+ALFRED MUDGE & SON, PRINTERS, 24 FRANKLIN STREET, BOSTON.
+
+
+
+
+INTRODUCTION.
+
+
+This collection of epitaphs was started in a very modest fashion about
+thirty-five years ago, when the compiler found great pleasure in
+searching all the graveyards near her Vermont home for quaint
+inscriptions upon old tombstones. It was neither a morbid curiosity nor
+a spirit of melancholy that attracted her to the weather-beaten slabs of
+marble and slate, but rather a fondness for studying human eccentricity
+as revealed in whimsical epitaphs. In almost every graveyard one can
+find
+
+     "Some frail memorial still erected nigh,
+     With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked"
+
+and these have given many hours of pleasure to one who finds in such
+sombre elegies of the dead most interesting reflections of the living.
+
+As the only purpose of carrying on such odd researches was to satisfy a
+fondness for freakish ingenuity, much less interest was found in the
+thousands of amusing epitaphs that are penned by writers for comic
+papers or by wags in general. Fictitious inscriptions lack the charm of
+authenticity, which in the case of epitaphs is decidedly more desirable
+than imagination. All selections which could not be definitely located
+are classed by themselves, but many of these are known to have actually
+existed, though for varying reasons the collector is unable to vouch for
+their exact locality.
+
+In a few instances the names have been changed, where it was thought
+that verbatim copies of the epitaphs might prove invidious to the
+relatives or friends of the dead. It is hoped that the division into
+localities will prove a convenience to a majority of readers, who
+naturally will not care to read such a book through at one sitting, but
+rather to pick it up now and then when in the mood for such light
+entertainment as it can afford. The spelling has necessarily been
+changed at times from the antiquated and almost hieroglyphic forms which
+would defy the most careful typography; but in general the orthography
+and punctuation are copied verbatim from the originals.
+
+The compiler trusts that it is not an act of unreasonable presumption to
+publish a book of epitaphs when so many already exist. In fact it was
+partly because of the numerous requests for an examination of her
+collection that the plan of publishing it was adopted. Such an ambitious
+consummation of her pleasant labor never occurred to her until her
+original note-books became badly worn and torn in their travels from
+friend to friend, from town to town, and it is hardly an exaggeration to
+say that they have been from Portland to Portland, from Augusta to
+Augusta, in response to the urgent requests of those who have in some
+manner heard of their existence. If her collection is as kindly received
+in book form as it has been in its less pretentious condition, the
+editor will feel that its publication was not due to an immoderate
+confidence in its variety and general interest.
+
+     SUSAN DARLING SAFFORD.
+
+     BOSTON, MASS., April 6, 1895.
+
+
+
+
+QUAINT EPITAPHS.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+MAINE.
+
+
+WINSLOW.
+
+    Here lies the body of Richard Thomas, an Englishman by birth, a Whig
+    of '76--a Cooper by trade, now food for worms. Like an old rum
+    puncheon whose staves are all marked and numbered he will be raised
+    and put together again by his Maker.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of John Mound
+     Lost at sea and never found.
+
+
+     Here lies one Wood enclosed in wood,
+     One Wood within another.
+     The outer wood is very good,
+     We cannot praise the other.
+
+
+
+PORTLAND.
+
+     The little hero that lies here
+     Was conquered by the diarrhoea.
+
+
+
+GRIDIWOKAG--1635.
+
+     Beneath this stone now dead to grief
+     Lies Grid the famous Wokag chief.
+     Pause here and think you learned prig,
+     This man was once an Indian big.
+     Consider this, ye lowly one,
+     This man was once a big in--jun.
+     Now he lies here, you too must rot,
+     As sure as pig shall go to pot.
+
+
+In the same churchyard.
+
+     Here Betsy Brown her body lies.
+     Her soul is flying in the skies.
+     While here on earth she oftimes spun
+     Six hundred skeins from sun to sun,
+     And wove one day, her daughter brags,
+     Two hundred pounds of carpet rags.
+
+
+
+EASTPORT.
+
+     "Transplanted"
+
+
+
+KITTERY--1803.
+
+     I lost my life in the raging seas
+     A sovereign God does as he please.
+     The Kittery friends did then appear,
+     And my remains they buried here.
+
+
+     We can but mourn our loss,
+     Though wretched was his life.
+     Death took him from the cross,
+     Erected by his wife.
+
+
+
+BATH.
+
+     Our life is but a Winter's day.
+     Some breakfast and away.
+     Others to dinner stay and are well fed.
+     The oldest sups and goes to bed.
+     Large is his debt who lingers out the day,
+     Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
+
+
+     John Phillips.
+
+     Accidentally shot as a mark of affection by his brother.
+     After life's fever, I sleep well.
+
+
+
+
+NEW HAMPSHIRE.
+
+
+HOLLIS.
+
+     Here the old man lies
+     No one laughs and no one cries
+     Where he's gone or how he fares
+     No one knows and no one cares.
+     But his brother James and his wife Emeline
+     They were his friends all the time.
+
+
+     Here lies our young and blooming daughter--
+     Murdered by the cruel and relentless Henry.
+     When coming home from school he met her,
+     And with a six self shooter, shot her.
+
+
+     Here lies Cynthia, Stevens' wife
+     She lived six years in calms and strife.
+     Death came at last and set her free.
+     I was glad and so was she.
+
+
+     In youth he was a scholar bright.
+     In learning he took great delight.
+     He was a major's only son.
+     It was by love he was undone.
+
+
+     Here lies old Caleb Ham,
+     By trade a bum.
+     When he died the devil cried,
+     Come, Caleb, come.
+
+
+
+PEAK CEMETERY.
+
+     Thomas Culbert.
+
+     The voice of a stepfather beneath this
+     Stone is to rest one, shamefully robbed
+     In life by his wife's son, and Esq Tom
+     And David Learys wife
+
+     (The above is a verbatim copy.)
+
+
+
+GUILFORD.
+
+     Josiah Haines.
+
+     He was a blessing to the saints,
+     To sinners rich and poor,
+     He was a kind and worthy man,
+     He's gone to be no more.
+     He kept the faith unto the end
+     And left the world in peace.
+     He did not for a doctor send
+     Nor for a hireling priest.
+
+
+     Mrs. Josiah Haines.
+
+     Here beneath these marble stones
+     Sleeps the dust and rests the bones
+     Of one who lived a Christian life
+     T'was Haines's--Josiah's wife.
+     She was a woman full of truth
+     And feared God from early youth.
+     And priests and elders did her fight
+     Because she brought her deeds to light.
+
+
+
+PEMBROKE.
+
+     Here lies a man never beat by a plan,
+     Straight was his aim and sure of his game,
+     Never was a lover but invented a revolver.
+
+
+
+JAFFREY.
+
+A free negro, Amos Fortune, settled in Jaffrey more than one hundred
+years ago, though warned off as a possible pauper, and left one quaint
+bit of history--his estate, to the town. Part of it bought the communion
+service still in use (1895.) On the gravestone of his wife is this
+inscription:--
+
+Sacred to the memory of Violate, by purchase the Slave of Amos Fortune,
+by marriage his wife, by fidelity his companion and solace, and by his
+death his widow.
+
+
+
+
+VERMONT.
+
+
+Our little Jacob has been taken away to bloom in a superior flower pot
+above.
+
+     My wife lies here.
+     All my tears cannot bring her back;
+     Therefore, I weep.
+
+This little buttercup was bound to join the heavenly choir.
+
+
+
+BURLINGTON.
+
+     Beneath this stone our baby lays
+     He neither crys or hollers.
+     He lived just one and twenty days,
+     And cost us forty dollars.
+
+
+     Charity wife of Gideon Bligh
+     Underneath this stone doth lie
+     Naught was she e'er known to do
+     That her husband told her to.
+
+
+     Here lies the wife of brother Thomas,
+     Whom tyrant death has torn from us,
+     Her husband never shed a tear,
+     Until his wife was buried here.
+     And then he made a fearful rout,
+     For fear she might find her way out.
+
+
+He first departed, she a little tried to live without him. Liked it not
+and died.
+
+
+     His illness lay not in one part
+     But o'er his frame it spread.
+     The fatal disease was in his heart
+     And water in his head.
+
+
+     In memory of Elizabeth Taylor.
+     Could blooming years and modesty and all thats pleasing to the eye,
+     Against grim death been a defence,
+     Elizabeth had not gone hence.
+
+
+     Died when young and full of promise
+     Of whooping cough our Thomas.
+
+
+     She lived with her husband fifty years
+     And died in the confident hope of a better life.
+
+
+     Stop dear parent cast your eye,
+     And here you see your children lie.
+     Though we are gone one day before,
+     You may be cold in a minute more.
+
+
+     Little Teddy, fare thee well,
+     Safe from earth in Heaven to dwell.
+     Almost Cherub here below,
+     Altogether angel now.
+
+
+On a tombstone for man and wife.
+
+     In sunny days and stormy weather,
+     In youth, and age, we clung together.
+     We lived and loved, laughed and cried
+     Together--and almost together died.
+
+
+
+WINDSOR.
+
+Behold! I come as a thief.
+
+
+     Death loves a shining mark.
+     In this case he had it.
+
+
+
+STOWE.
+
+Erected by a widower in memory of his two wives.
+
+     This double call is laid to all,
+     Let none surprise or wonder.
+     But to the youth it speaks a truth,
+     In accents loud as thunder.
+
+
+     Stranger pause as you pass by;
+     My thirteen children with me lie.
+     See their faces how they shine
+     Like blossoms on a fruitful vine.
+
+
+A rum cough carried him off.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of old Uncle David,
+     Who died in the hope of being sa-ved.
+     Where he's gone or how he fares,
+     Nobody knows and nobody cares.
+
+
+     The body that lies buried here
+     By lightning fell, death's sacrifice,
+     To him Elijah's fate was given
+     He rode on flames of fire to heaven.
+
+
+     Stay, reader, drop upon this stone
+     One pitying tear and then be gone:
+     A handsome pile of flesh and blood
+     Is here sunk down in its first mud.
+
+
+I was somebody--who? is no business of yours.
+
+
+     My wife from me departed
+     And robbed me like a knave;
+     Which caused me broken hearted
+     To sink into this grave.
+     My children took an active part,
+     To doom me did contrive;
+     Which stuck a dagger in my heart
+     That I could not survive.
+
+
+Pious.
+
+     Open thine eyes Lord
+     I come! I come!
+
+
+Sacred to the memory of three twins.
+
+
+     My glass is run; yours is running.
+     Remember death and judgment coming.
+
+
+     This stone was got to keep this lot.
+     Her father bought. Dig not too near.
+
+
+     Grim death took little Jerry,
+     The son of Joseph and Sereno Howells,
+     Seven days he wrestled with the dysentery
+     And then he perished in his little bowels.
+
+
+
+NEWFANE.
+
+     Oh, little Lavina she has gone
+     To James and Charles and Eliza Ann.
+     Arm in arm they walk above
+     Singing the Redeemer's love.
+
+
+
+
+MASSACHUSETTS.
+
+
+MALDEN.
+
+Phebe Sprague.
+
+     In the sixteenth year of her age,
+     Natively quick and spry
+     As all young people be,
+     When God commands them down to dust,
+     How quick they drop you see.
+
+
+
+MELROSE.
+
+     When I am dead and in my grave
+     And all my bones are rotten,
+     If this you see, remember me,
+     Nor let me be forgotton.
+
+
+
+WENDELL.
+
+Mary Hardy Goss Hill Sawin.
+
+     Orphan of affection and grief, adopted by aunt and
+         grandsire, nurse of their hospital home.
+     Wife and widow of Dea John Hills.
+     Happy wife in rural home of Thomas Sawin eight years.
+     Often prisinor of calamity and pain.
+     Exhile of inherited melancholy fifteen years.
+     Patient waiter on decay and death.
+     Lover of all who love Jesus.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of Samuel Proctor
+     Who lived and died without a doctor.
+
+
+     Under these stones lies three children dear;
+     Two are burried at Taunton and I lie here.
+
+
+
+BROMFIELD.
+
+     In memory of Stephen Pynchon.
+
+     One truth is certain when this life is o'er,
+     Man dies to live and lives to die no more.
+
+
+
+MARSHFIELD.
+
+Julia Webster Appleton.
+
+"Let me go for the day breaketh."
+
+
+
+MT. AUBURN.
+
+"An eclipse at meridian."
+
+
+     Here lies one John Witherbee,
+     A Boston gallant chap was he.
+     God had no use for such as he,
+     The devil rejected Witherbee.
+
+
+     Here lies a man beneath this sod,
+     Who slandered all except his God,
+     And him he would have slandered too,
+     But that his God he never knew.
+
+
+
+PLYMOUTH.
+
+     Here lies the body of Thomas Vernon,
+     The only surviving son of Admiral Vernon.
+
+
+     Here lies the bones of Richard Lawton
+     Whose death alas! was strangely brought on.
+     Trying his corns one day to mow off.
+     His razor slipped and cut his toe off.
+     His toe or rather what it grew to,
+     An inflimation quickly flew to.
+     Which took alas! to mortifying
+     And was the cause of Richards dying.
+
+
+
+HARVARD.
+
+Dea Lemuel Willard
+Died in 1821
+
+     When present useful, absent wanted
+     Lived respected, died lamented.
+
+
+Bishop Jewel
+
+He wrote learnedly, preached painfully, lived piously, died peacefully.
+
+
+John Safford.
+
+     Crushed as a moth beneath Thy hands
+     We moulder back to dust.
+     Our feeble frames cannot withstand
+     And all our beauty's lost.
+     This mortal life decays apace
+     How soon the bubble's broke.
+     Adam and all his numerous race
+     Are vanity and smoke.
+
+
+John Daby.
+
+     Tis but a few whole days amount
+     To three score years and ten;
+     And all beyond that short account
+     Is sorrow toil and pain.
+     Our vitals with laborious strife
+     Bear up the crazy load,
+     And drag these poor remains of life
+     Along the toilsome road.
+
+
+
+BOSTON. (Granary Burying Ground.)
+
+     Here I lie bereft of breath
+     Because a cough carried me off;
+     Then a coffin they carried me off in.
+
+
+
+DORCHESTER.
+
+     This world's a city, full of crooked streets;
+     And Death the market place where all men meets.
+     If life were merchandize that men could buy
+     The rich would live and none but poor would die.
+
+
+Of pneumonia supervening consumption complicated with other diseases,
+the main symptom of which was insanity.
+
+
+     Submit, submitted to her heavenly King
+     Being a flower of the etheral Spring--
+     Near three years old she died--In Heaven to wait
+     The year was sixteen hundred forty eight.
+
+
+
+ROWLEY.
+
+Ezekiel Rogers, Minister
+Died in 1660.
+
+With the youth he took great pains, and was a tree of knowledge laden
+with fruit which the children could reach.
+
+
+Epitaph of Rev. Jonathan Mitchel, pastor of the first church in
+Cambridge. Died July 9, 1668.
+
+     Here lies the darling of his time
+     Mitchel expired in his prime.
+     Who four years short of forty seven
+     Was found full ripe and plucked for Heaven.
+
+
+
+SOUTH DENNIS.
+
+     Of seven sons the Lord his father gave,
+     He was the fourth who found a watery grave.
+     Fifteen days had passed since the circumstance occurred,
+     When his body was found and decently interred.
+
+
+
+VINEYARD HAVEN.
+
+     John and Lydia, that blooming pair,
+     A whale killed him and her body lies here.
+
+
+
+CHATHAM.
+
+     There were three brothers went to sea
+     Who were never known to wrangle
+     Holmes Hole--cedar pole
+     Crinkle, crinkle crangle.
+
+
+Three brothers started for Holmes Hole in an open boat for cedar poles,
+and on the passage were killed by lightning, represented by the
+_crinkle, crinkle, crangle_.
+
+
+     Time was I stood as thou doest now
+     And viewed the dead as thou doest me.
+     E'er long thou'l lie as low as I
+     And others stand to look on thee.
+
+
+
+NORTON.
+
+A blacksmith's epitaph composed by himself.
+
+     My sledge and hammer lie reclined,
+     My bellows too have lost their wind,
+     My fire's extinct, my forge decayed,
+     And in the dust my vice is laid.
+     My iron spent, my coal is gone,
+     My nails are drove--my work is done.
+
+
+
+BROCKTON.
+
+     Indulgent world I bid adieu.
+     Farewell, dear friends, farewell to you.
+     No more kindness can I show,
+     To any creature here below.
+     I am invited to my tomb,
+     To sleep awhile till Jesus come.
+
+
+
+WAYLAND.
+
+     Here lies the body of Dr Hayward,
+     A man who never voted.
+     Of such is the kingdom of Heaven.
+
+
+
+CHELSEA.
+
+Agreeable to the memory of
+Mrs Alinda Tewksbury.
+
+She was not a beleiver in the Christian idolitry.
+
+
+
+EAST WAREHAM.
+
+Erected by the creditors of a bachelor Irishman.
+
+     Hibernia's son himself exiled,
+     Without an inmate, wife or child,
+        He lived alone.
+     And when he died, his purse, though small,
+     Contained enough to pay us all,
+        And buy this stone.
+
+
+Rebecca Nourse
+Yarmouth Eng 1621
+Salem Mass 1692
+
+Accused of witchcraft she declared "I am innocent and God will clear my
+innocency." Once acquitted yet falsely condemned she suffered death July
+19th, 1692.
+
+
+     O Christian Martyr who for truth could die,
+     When all about thee owned the hideous lie
+     The world redeemed from superstition's sway,
+     Is breathing freer for thy sake to-day.
+
+
+
+
+CONNECTICUT.
+
+
+NEW HAVEN.
+
+Composed by the deceased.
+
+Partridge Thacher.
+
+Rest here, my body, till the Archangel's voice more sonorous far than
+nine fold thunder, wakes the sleeping dead; then rise to thy just sphere
+and be my house immortal.
+
+
+     On a babe four days old.
+
+     Since I so very soon was done for
+     I wonder what I was begun for.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of Obadiah Wilkinson
+         And Ruth, his wife.
+     Their warfare is accomplished.
+
+
+     Franklin White.
+
+     Here lies Frank a shining light
+     Whose name, life, actions all were white.
+
+
+     Reader pass on. Don't waste your time
+     On bad biography and bitter rhyme.
+     For what I am this crumbling clay assures,
+     And what I was is no affair of yours.
+
+
+     God works a wonder now and then,
+     He though a lawyer was an honest man.
+
+
+     Dr. Somerby.
+
+     At length a grave spots for him provided,
+     Where all through him so many of us died did.
+
+
+     Early, bright, chaste as morning dew,
+     She sparkled, was exalted and went to heaven.
+
+
+
+NORFOLK.
+
+     Lieut. Nathan Davis.
+     Died in 1781.
+
+     Death is a debt that's justly due,
+     That I have paid and so must you.
+
+     Elizabeth, wife of Nathan Davis.
+     Died 1786.
+
+     This debt I owe is justly due,
+     And I am come to sleep with you.
+
+
+
+
+NEW YORK.
+
+
+SKANEATELES.
+
+     Underneath this pile of stones
+     Lie's all thats left of Sally Jones.
+     Her name was Lord it was not Jones.
+     But Jones was used to ryme with stones.
+
+
+     Mary Drummond Smith.
+
+     Neuralgia worked on Mrs. Smith
+     'Till neath the sod it laid her.
+     She was a worthy Methodist
+     And served as a crusader.
+
+
+
+WYOMING COUNTY.
+
+     She was in health at 11.30 A. M.
+     And left for Heaven at 3.30 P. M.
+
+
+
+EAST THOMPSON.
+
+Here lies one who never sacrificed his reason to superstitious God, nor
+ever believed that Jonah swallowed the whale.
+
+
+
+NEW YORK CITY.
+
+     Trinity Churchyard.
+     1767.
+
+     Tho' Boreas' blasts and boisterous waves
+     Have tossed me to and fro,
+     In spite of both by God's decree
+     I harbor here below;
+     Where I do now at anchor ride
+     With many of our fleet,
+     Yet once again I must set sail,
+     My Admiral Christ to meet.
+
+
+     Alden White.
+
+     Grim death took me without any warning,
+     I was well one day, and stone dead next morning.
+
+
+     Madeline White.
+
+     God takes the good too good on earth to stay,
+     God leaves the bad too bad to take away.
+
+
+     Sarah Thomas is dead and that's enough
+     The candle is out and so is the snuff
+     Her soul is in Heaven you need not fear
+     And all that's left is buried here.
+
+
+
+ITHACA.
+
+     The pale consumption gave the mortal blow.
+     The fate was certain although the event was slow.
+
+
+     While on earth my knee was lame,
+     I had to nurse and heed it.
+     But now I'm at a better place,
+     Where I don't even need it.
+
+
+     Her blooming cheeks were no defence
+     Against the scarlet fever.
+     In five day's time she was cut down,
+     To dwell with Christ forever.
+
+
+     Moses White.
+
+     His grand excellence was that he was genuine.
+
+
+     Father and Mother and I
+     Choose to be buried asunder.
+     Father and Mother here,
+     And I buried yonder.
+
+
+     Julia King.
+
+     I go to meet my brother.
+
+
+     John Dale
+     and his two wives.
+
+     A period's come to all their toilsome lives,
+     The good man's quiet--still are both his wives.
+
+
+
+GREENWOOD.
+
+     Grieve not for me my Harriet dear
+     For I am better off,
+     You know what were my sufferings
+     And what a dreadful cough.
+
+
+     David Stuart
+
+     A loving father and companion,
+     Follow me as I have--Jesus.
+
+
+
+ORANGE COUNTY.
+
+     Underneath this stone doeth lie
+     As much virtue as could die;
+     Which when alive did vigor give
+     To as much of beauty as could live.
+
+
+     Amos Judge
+     (Coal dealer.)
+
+     He gave full weight to all t'is said
+     And did it without vaunting;
+     When in the ballance he is weighed
+     He will not be found wanting.
+
+
+     William Newhall.
+
+     He 'rose in health at early dawn
+     To hail the new born year:
+     Before the evening shade came on
+     He finished his career.
+
+
+     He was a man of invention great
+     Above all who he lived nigh;
+     But he could not invent to live
+     When God called him to die.
+
+
+     A thousand ways cut short our days,
+     None are exempt from death.
+     A honey-bee by stinging me
+     Did stop my mortal breath.
+
+
+     He got a fish bone in his throat
+     And then he sang an angel's note.
+
+
+     Here lies a kind and loving wife,
+     A tender nursing mother;
+     A neighbor free from brawl and strife,
+     A pattern for all others.
+
+
+     To the memory of
+     Susan Mum.
+
+     Silence is wisdom.
+
+
+     This corpse
+     is
+     Phebe Thorps.
+
+
+     Neal Keven.
+
+     His accounts were found square to a cent.
+
+
+A Watch-maker's Epitaph
+
+Copied from a tomb-stone in Wales by old Sexton Brown, the once famous
+sexton of Grace Church, N. Y.
+
+Here lies in a horizontal position the outside case of George Rutlege
+watch-maker, whose abilities in that line were an honor to his
+profession.
+
+Integrity was the main-spring of all the actions of his life. Humane,
+honest and industrious his hands never stopped until they had relieved
+distress.
+
+He had the art of disposing of his time in such a way that he never went
+wrong except when set agoing by persons who did not know his key, and
+even then was easily set right again.
+
+He departed this life wound up in the hope of being taken in hand by his
+Maker, thoroughly cleaned, regulated and repaired and set going in the
+world to come.
+
+
+
+
+IN THE SOUTH.
+
+
+PHILADELPHIA. Christ's Churchyard.
+
+(Written by himself when twenty-three years of age.)
+
+The body of Benjamen Franklin, printer like the cover of an old book its
+contents torn out and stripped of its lettering and gilding, lies here
+food for worms.
+
+Yet the work itself shall not be lost for it will, as he believed,
+appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition corrected and
+amended by the author.
+
+
+Carved on a little stone in a Maryland churchyard, after the name of the
+dead.
+
+"He held the pall at the funeral of Shakspeare."
+
+
+
+BAYFIELD, MISS.
+
+     (On a child struck by lightning.)
+
+     Struck by thunder.
+
+
+     Stranger pause my tale attend,
+     And learn the cause of Hannah's end.
+     Across the world the wind did blow,
+     She ketched a cold that laid her low.
+     We shed a lot of tears 'tis true,
+     But life is short--aged 82.
+
+
+     Here lies my wife in earthly mould,
+     Who when she lived did naught but scold.
+     Peace! wake her not, for now she's still,
+     She had; but now I have my will.
+
+
+
+ALEXANDRIA, VA.
+
+To the memory of a female stranger whoes mortal sufferings ended Oct.
+14th 1816.
+
+     How valued, how loved once, avails thee not
+     To whom related, or by whom begot.
+     A heap of dust alone remains of thee,
+     Tis all thou art and all the proud shall be.
+
+
+     Peter Letig was his name,
+     Heaven I hope his station,
+     Baltimore was his dwelling place
+     And Christ is his salvation.
+
+
+     The milk of human kindness was my own dear cherub wife
+     I'll never find another one as good in all my life.
+           She bloomed, she blossomed, she decayed,
+           And under this tree her body we laid.
+
+
+Mr. James Danner, late of Louisville, having been laid by the side of
+his four wives, received this touching epitaph:
+
+     An excellent husband was this Mr. Danner,
+     He lived in a thoroughly honorable manner.
+           He may have had troubles,
+           But they burst like bubbles,
+     He's at peace, now with Mary, Jane, Susan and Hannah.
+
+
+
+MARYLAND.
+
+     Henrietta thou was mild and lovely,
+     Gentle as a summer breeze;
+     Pleasant as the air of evening,
+     When it floats among the trees.
+     With triumph on her tongue
+     With radiance on her brow,
+     She passed to that exalted throng
+     And shares their glory now.
+
+
+     They were two loving sisters,
+     Who in this dust do lie.
+     The very day Annie was buried
+     Elizabeth did die.
+
+
+     My father and mother were both insane
+     I inherited the terrible stain.
+     My grandfather, grandmother, aunts and uncles
+     Were lunatics all, and yet died of carbuncles.
+
+
+     Here lies the bones of David Jones,
+     Laid both dead and dumb.
+     He read a law and plead a cause
+     But died from drinking rum.
+
+
+     Over the grave of a brave engineer.
+
+     Until the brakes are turned on time,
+     Life's throttle-valve shut down,
+     He works to pilot in the crew
+     That wears the martyr's crown.
+     On schedule time, on upper grade
+     Along the homeward section,
+     He lands his train in God's roundhouse
+     The morn of resurrection.
+     His time is full, no wages docked,
+     His name on God's pay roll,
+     And transportation through to Heaven
+     A free pass for his soul.
+
+
+     Elizabeth Scott lies buried here.
+     She was born Nov 20th 1785,
+     according to the best of her recollection.
+
+
+
+TENNESSEE.
+
+She lived a life of virtue and died of the cholera morbus, caused by
+eating green fruit in hope of a blessed immortality.
+
+Reader, go thou and do likewise.
+
+
+Sacred to the memory of Henry Harris who died from a kick by a colt in
+his bowells.
+
+Peacable and quiet, a friend to his father and mother, respected by all
+who knew him--gone to the world where horses don't kick, where sorrow
+and weeping are no more.
+
+
+     Here lies my twins as dead as nits
+     One died of fever the other of fits.
+
+
+     Some have children others none,
+     Here lies the mother of twenty one.
+
+
+
+YAZOO CITY.
+
+     Here lie two grandsons of
+     John Hancock, first signer of the
+     Declaration of Independence.
+     (Their names are respectively Geo. M.
+     and John H. Hancock)
+     and their eminence hangs on
+     their having had a grandfather.
+
+
+
+
+UNLOCATED.
+
+     Beneath this stone, a lump of clay,
+       Lies Arabella Young,
+     Who on the twenty first of May
+       Began to hold her tongue.
+
+
+     Ebenezer Dockwood aged forty seven,
+     A miser and a hypocrite and never went to Heaven.
+
+
+     Within this grave do lie.
+     Back to back my wife and I.
+     When the last trump the air shall fill,
+     If she gets up I'll just lie still.
+
+
+     Mammy and I together lived,
+     Just three years and a half.
+     She went first, I followed next,
+     The cow before the calf.
+
+
+A man had cremated four wives, and the ashes, kept in four urns, being
+overturned and fallen together, were buried at last and had this droll
+inscription:
+
+     Stranger pause and shed a tear,
+     For Mary Jane lies buried here.
+     Mingled in a most surprising manner
+     With Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.
+
+
+     Sacred to the memory
+     Of Miss Martha Grimm.
+     She was so very spare within,
+     She burst the outward shell of sin
+     And hatched herself a cherubim.
+
+
+     No doctor ever physicked me,
+     Was never near my side.
+     But when fever came I thought of the name,
+     And that was enough--I died.
+
+
+     This is to the memory of Ellen Hill,
+     A woman who would always have her will.
+     She snubbed her husband but she made good bread
+     Yet on the whole he's rather glad she's dead.
+     She whipped her children and she drank her gin,
+     Whipped virtue out and whipped the devil in.
+     May all such women go to some great fold
+     Where they through all eternity may scold.
+
+
+Sacred to the memory of William Skaradon who came to his death by being
+shot with a Colts revolver, one of the old kind brass mounted and of
+such is the kingdom of heaven.
+
+
+     Timothy Egan
+
+     He heard the angels calling him,
+     From the celestial shore.
+     He flopped his wings and away he flew
+     To make one angel more.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of Mary Ford
+     We hope her soul is with the Lord.
+     But if for tophet she's changed this life,
+     Better be there than J. Ford's wife.
+
+
+     A zealous locksmith died of late,
+     And did not enter Heaven's gate.
+     But stood without and would not knock
+     Because he meant to pick the lock.
+
+
+     Ashes to ashes dust to dust,
+     Here lies George Emery I trust.
+     And when the trump blows louder and louder
+     He'll rise a box of Emery powder.
+
+
+     There was a man who died of late,
+     Whom angels did impatient wait
+     With outstretched arms and smiles of love
+     To take him up to the realms above.
+     While hovering 'round the lower skies
+     Still disputing for the prize,
+     The devil slipped in like a weasil
+     And down to Hell he took old Kezle.
+
+
+     Here lies interred Priscilla Bird
+     Who sang on earth till sixty two.
+     Now up on high above the sky
+     No doubt she sings like sixty--too.
+
+
+     Here lies Jane Smith,
+     Wife of Thomas Smith, Marble Cutter.
+
+This monument was erected by her husband as a tribute to her memory and
+a specimen of his work.
+
+Monuments of this same style are two hundred and fifty dollars.
+
+
+     A Cricket Player's Epitaph.
+
+     In the pride of his manhood he heard the last call,
+     Though first in the field where his feet pressed the sod.
+     He hath gained his last wicket and thrown his last ball,
+     To join in the choir 'round the throne of his God.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of Susan Lowder
+     Who burst while drinking a _Sedlit_ powder.
+     Called from this world to her heavenly rest
+     She should have waited till it effervesced.
+
+
+     A man of letters it seems was he;
+     The college made him L.L. D.
+     The Order a P. G. W. C.
+     Grim death has given him the G. B.
+     And may his ashes R. I. P.
+
+
+     After cremation.
+
+     And this is all that's left of thee
+     Thou fairest of earth's daughters.
+     Only four pounds of ashes white
+     Out of two hundred and three quarters.
+
+
+James Payn, the novelist, speaks of this epitaph as "pathetic and
+expressive."
+
+     Here lies an old woman who always was tired,
+     For she lived in a house where help was not hired;
+     And her last words on earth were,
+     Dear friends I am going
+     Where no washing is done nor sweeping or sewing.
+     Where all things will be exact to my wishes,
+     For where there's no eating there's no washing of dishes.
+     I'll be where loud anthems are constantly ringing
+     But having no voice I shall get clear of singing.
+     She folded her hands with her latest endeavor
+     And sighing she whispered sweet nothing forever.
+
+
+     Alpha White
+     Weight 309 lbs.
+
+     Open wide ye golden gates
+     That lead to the heavenly shore.
+     Our father suffered in passing through
+     And mother weighs much more.
+
+
+     The winter snow congealed his form
+     But now we know our Uncle's warm.
+
+
+     Our papa dear has gone to Heaven
+     To make arrangements for eleven.
+
+
+     Epitaph on a dentist.
+
+     View this gravestone with gravity
+     He is filling his last cavity.
+
+
+     Here lies Dodge, who dodged all good
+     And dodged a deal of evil.
+     But after dodging all he could
+     He could not dodge the devil.
+
+
+On the tombstone of a disagreeable old man.
+
+     "Deeply regretted by all who never knew him."
+
+
+     Here lies Jim Shaw, attorney-at-law.
+     When he died the devil cried,
+     Give me your paw, Jim Shaw,
+     Attorney at law.
+
+
+     Here lies my wife a sad slatterned shrew
+     If I said I regretted her I should lie too.
+
+
+     Here lies Ann Mann.
+     She lived an old maid
+     But died an old Mann.
+
+
+     Here lies Ned Hyde because he died.
+     If it had been his sister
+     We should not have missed her.
+     But would rather it had been his father
+     Or for the good of the nation
+     The whole generation.
+
+
+     On a well-known pill doctor.
+
+     His virtues and his pills are so well known
+     That envy can't confine them under stone.
+
+
+     Throughout his life he kneaded bread
+     And deemed it quite a bore.
+     But now six feet beneath earth's crust
+     He needeth bread no more.
+
+
+     Listen, Mother, Aunt and me
+     Were killed, here we be.
+     We should not had time to missle
+     Had they blown the engine whistle.
+
+
+     Here lies the remains of
+     John Hall grocer.
+
+     The world is not worth a fig
+     I have good _raisins_ for saying so.
+
+
+Amanda Lowe.
+
+She loved me and my grandchildren reverenced her. She bathed my feet and
+kept my socks well darned.
+
+
+     A bird, a man, a loaded gun.
+     No bird, dead man, thy will be done.
+
+
+
+
+IN FOREIGN COUNTRIES.
+
+
+AT ST. MARY LE BONE.
+
+     Queen Elizabeth.
+
+     (By Laureate Skelton.)
+
+     Fame blow aloud, and to the world proclaim,
+     There never ruled such a royal dame!
+     The word of God was ever her delight,
+     In it she meditated day and night.
+     Spain's rod, Rome's ruin, Netherland's relief,
+     Earth's joy, England's gem, world's wonder,
+     Nature's chief.
+     She was and is, what can there more be said,
+     On earth the chief, in Heaven the second made.
+
+
+
+IN HARROW CHURCHYARD.
+
+     (Ascribed to Lord Byron.)
+
+     Beneath these green trees rising to the skies,
+     The planter of them, Isaac Greentree lies!
+     A time shall come when these green trees shall fall,
+     And Isaac Greentree rise above them all.
+
+
+
+SURREY, ENGLAND.
+
+     The Lord was good I was lopping off wood
+       And down fell from a tree.
+     I met with a check that broke my neck
+       And so God lopped off me.
+
+
+Here lies John Higley whose father and mother were drowned in their
+passage from America. Had they both lived they would have been buried
+here.
+
+
+
+ABERDEEN, SCOTLAND.
+
+     Here lies Martin Elmrod.
+     Have mercy on my soul, good God
+     As I would do were I Lord God
+     And you were Martin Elmrod.
+
+
+     Here lies Thomas Smith
+     And what is somewhat rareish,
+     He was born bred and hanged
+     In this e'er parish.
+
+
+     Here I lie at the chancel door
+     And I lie here because I am poor;
+     For the farther in the more you pay,
+     But here I lie as warm as they.
+
+
+
+PICKERING CHURCHYARD.
+
+     Death comes to all, none can resist his dart
+     At his command the dearest friends must part.
+     A mournful widow who this truth doth own
+     In gratitude erects this humble stone.
+
+
+
+CHILDWELL, ENGLAND.
+
+     Here lies the body of
+         John Smith.
+     Buried in the cloisters
+     If he don't jump at the last trump,
+     Call, Oysters!
+
+
+
+ENGLAND.
+
+     If Heaven be pleased when sinners cease to sin,
+     If Hell be pleased when sinners enter in,
+     If earth be pleased when ridded of a knave,
+     Then all are pleased for Coleman's in his grave.
+
+
+Samuel Gardner was blind in one eye and in a moment of confusion he
+stepped out of a receiving and discharging door in one of the warehouses
+into the ineffable glories of the celestial sphere.
+
+
+To the memory of Ric Richards who by a gangrene first lost a toe, then a
+leg and lastly his life.
+
+
+     Ah cruel Death to make three meals of one,
+     To taste and eat, and eat till all was gone.
+     But know thou tyrant when the trump shall call,
+     He'll find his feet, and stand where thou shalt fall.
+
+
+     Poet & Shoemaker.
+     Joseph Blackett.
+
+     Stranger behold interred together
+     The lords of learning and of leather.
+     Poor Joe is gone but left his _awl_
+     You'll find his relics in a stall.
+     His works were neat and often found
+     Well stitched and with morocco bound.
+     Tread lightly where the bard is laid;
+     He cannot mend the shoe he made.
+     Yet he is happy in his hole
+     With verse immortal as his soul;
+     But still to business he held fast
+     And stuck to Pheabus to the _last_.
+     Then who shall say so good a fellow
+     Was only leather and prunello?
+     For character he did not lack it
+     And if he did't were shame to Blackett.
+
+
+     Poor Betty Conway, she drank lemonade at a masquerade,
+     So now she's dead and gone away.
+
+
+     Robert Master, Undertaker.
+
+     Here lies Bob Master. Faith! t'was very hard
+     To take away an honest Robin's breath.
+     Yes, surely Robin was full well prepared
+     For he was always looking out for death.
+
+
+Taken from "The Lady's Magazine and Musical Repository," Jan., 1801.
+
+Epitaph on a Bird.
+
+Here lieth, aged three months the body of Richard Acanthus a young
+person of unblemished character. He was taken in his callow infancy from
+the wing of a tender parent by the rough and pitiless hand of a
+two-legged animal without feathers.
+
+Though born with the most aspiring disposition and unbending love of
+freedom he was closely confined in a grated prison and scarcely
+permitted to view those fields of which he had an undoubted charter.
+
+Deeply sensible of this infringement of his natural rights he was often
+heard to petition for redress in the most plaintive notes of harmonious
+sorrow. At length his imprisoned soul burst the prison which his body
+could not and left a lifeless heap of beauteous feathers.
+
+If suffering innocence can hope for retribution, deny not to the gentle
+shade of this unfortunate captive the humble though uncertain hope of
+animating some happier form; or trying his new fledged pinions in some
+happy elysium, beyond the reach of
+     _Man_
+the tyrant of this lower world.
+
+
+
+     On three children.
+
+     "Who plucked my choicest flowers?" the gardener cried
+     "The Master did," a well known voice replied.
+     "'Tis well they are all his" the gardener said,
+     And meekly bowed his reverential head.
+
+
+     Beneath this stone in sound repose
+     Lies William Rich of Lydeard Close.
+     Eight wives he had yet none survive
+     And likewise children eight times five,
+     From whom an issue vast did pour
+     Of great grandchildren five times four.
+     Rich born, rich bred, yet Fate adverse
+     His wealth and fortune did reverse.
+     He lived and died immensely poor
+     July the tenth aged ninety-four.
+
+
+
+ELLINGTON.
+
+Here rest the remains of Alexander McKinstry.
+
+A kind husband, tender parent, dutiful son, affectionate brother,
+faithful friend, generous master, and obliging neighbor. The house looks
+desolate and mourns, every door groans doleful as it turns. The pillars
+languish and each silent wall in grief laments the masters fall.
+
+
+     Joseph Horton, Pedlar.
+
+     I lodged have in many a town
+     And travelled many a year.
+     Till age and death have brought me down
+     To my last lodging here.
+
+
+
+FALKIRK, ENG.
+
+     Here lies the body of Robert Gordon,
+     Mouth almighty and teeth according.
+     Stranger tread lightly on this wonder,
+     If he opens his mouth you are gone to thunder.
+
+
+     Here under this sod and under these trees
+     Is buried the body of Solomon Pease.
+     But here in this hole lies only his pod
+     His soul is shelled out and gone up to God.
+
+
+     Sacred to the memory of Anthony Drake,
+     Who died for peace and quietness sake.
+     His wife was constantly scolding and scoffing,
+     So he sought repose in a twelve dollar coffin.
+
+
+     At rest beneath this slab of stone,
+     Lies stingy Jimmy Wyett.
+     He died one morning just at ten
+     And saved a dinner by it.
+
+
+     Here lies the body of Sarah Sexton
+     She was a wife that never vexed one.
+     But I can't say as much for the one at the next stone.
+
+
+     I Dionysius underneath this tomb
+     Some sixty years of age have reached my doom.
+     Ne'er having married, think it sad,
+     And I wish my father never had.
+
+
+     Underneath this marble hearse
+     Lies the subject of all verse;
+     Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother.
+     Death ere thou hast slain another
+     Wise and fair and good as she
+     Time shall throw a dart at thee.
+
+
+
+KENT.
+
+     Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded;
+     One died of his wounds but the other was drownded.
+
+
+     Epitaph of Susan Blake.
+     Written by Sir Thomas Moore at her urgent entreaty.
+
+     Good Susan Blake in royal state
+     Arrived at last at Heaven's gate.
+
+(After an absence of years and having fallen out with her he added these
+two lines.)
+
+     "But Peter met her with a club
+     And knocked her back to Beelzebub."
+
+
+     Beneath this stone in hopes of Zion,
+     Doeth lay the landlord of the Lion.
+     His son keeps in the business still
+     Resigned unto His heavenly will.
+
+
+     John Palfryman who is buried here
+     Was aged four and twenty years.
+     And near this place his Mother lies
+     Likewise his father when he dies.
+
+
+
+SALISBURY.
+
+     Farewell vain world I've had enough of thee,
+     And value not what thou canst say of me;
+     Thy smiles I court not, nor thy frowns I fear,
+     All's one to me, my head lies quiet here;
+     What faults thou'st seen in me take care to shun
+     And look at home, there's something to be done
+
+
+     Like a tender rose-tree was my spouse to me.
+     Her offspring plucked too long deprived of life is she.
+     Three went before, her life went with the sixth:
+     I stay with the three our sorrows for to mix,
+     Till Christ our only hope our joys doth fix.
+
+
+
+SHETFORD CHURCHYARD.
+
+     My grandfather was buried here,
+     My cousin Jane and two uncles, dear.
+     My father perished with inflammation of the eyes.
+     My sister dropped dead in a nunnery.
+     But the reason why I am here interred according to my thinking,
+     Is owing to my good living and hard drinking,
+     If therefore, good Christians, you wish to live long
+     Don't drink to much wine, brandy, gin, or any thing strong.
+
+
+     Beneath this monumental stone
+     Lies half a ton of flesh and bone.
+
+
+     Shakspeare.
+
+     Good friends for Jesus' sake forbear
+     To stir the dust enclosed here.
+     Blest be the man who spares these stones
+     And cursed be he who moves my bones.
+
+
+
+NOVA SCOTIA.
+
+     Here lies old twenty five per cent.
+     The more he had the more he lent.
+     The more he had the more he craved,
+     Great God, can his poor soul be saved?
+
+
+
+MT. PARK CEMETERY, MONTREAL.
+
+     Fred McKernan, Aged three years.
+
+     Johnie wants to know where do you now stay
+     Or with whom do you now play,
+     Or where do you roam?
+     For the little iron cot
+     Your poor mother bought
+     Still waits for you at home.
+
+
+
+FOLKSTONE.
+
+     Mrs David Stuart
+
+     For twenty years and eight I lived a maiden's life
+     And five and thirty years I was a married wife.
+     And in that space of time eight children I did bear,
+     Four sons, four daughters who I ever loved most dear;
+     Three of that number as the Scriptures run,
+     Preached up the way to Heaven--and Hell to shun.
+
+
+Maiden Lillard,
+
+A young Scotch woman, who at the battle of Ancrum, 1545, distinguished
+herself by her extraordinary valor.
+
+     Fair Maiden Lillard lies under this sod.
+     Little was her statue but great was her fame.
+     Upon the English loons she laid many thumps,
+     And when her legs were cut off she fought upon her stumps.
+
+
+     Here lies a man who all his mortal life
+     Spent mending clocks, but could not mend his wife.
+     The larum of his bell was ne'er so shrill
+     As was her tongue, aye, clacking like a mill.
+     But now he's gone--oh whither none can tell
+     But hope beyond the sound of Matty's bell.
+
+
+
+PARIS.
+
+     Adah Isaac Menkin.
+
+     "Thou knowest."
+
+
+Lord Byron's epitaph on his Newfoundland dog at Newstead.
+
+     "To mark a friend's remains
+     These stones arise.
+     I never knew but one
+     And here he lies."
+
+
+
+MANCHESTER, ENGLAND.
+
+     Here lies John Hill, a man of skill,
+     His age was five times ten.
+     He ne'er did good nor ever would
+     Had he lived as long again.
+
+
+     Beneath these stones repose the bones
+       of Theodosious Grimm.
+     He took his beer from year to year
+     And then the bier took him.
+
+
+     (On a butcher whose name was Lamb.)
+
+     Beneath this stone lies Lamb asleep,
+     Who died a Lamb who lived a sheep.
+     Many a lamb and sheep he slaughtered
+     But cruel Death the scene has altered.
+
+
+Rose Clifford.
+
+This tomb doth here enclose the world's most beauteous Rose.
+
+
+     Here lies John Quebecca
+     precentor to My Lord the King.
+
+When he is admitted to the choir of angels whose society he will
+embellish and where he will distinguish himself by his powers of
+song--God shall say to the angels--
+
+     Cease ye calves! and let me hear
+     John Quebecca, the precentor of
+     My Lord the King.
+
+
+
+ST. BOTOLPH'S.
+
+     A traveller lies here at rest
+     Who life's rough ocean tossed on.
+     His many virtues all expressed
+     Thus simply--"_I'm from Boston_."
+
+
+
+ST. CLAIR, CANADA.
+
+     On a brickmaker.
+
+     Keep death and judgment always in your eye
+     Or else the devil off with you will fly
+     And in his kiln with burning brimstone ever fry.
+     If you neglect the narrow road to seek
+     Christ will respect you like a half burned brick.
+
+
+     Patrick Bay, Innholder.
+
+     Killed by an ignorant Physician.
+     Not Fate or Death but doctor Rowe
+     Advanced to give the deadly blow
+     That smote me to the shades below.
+     Had Death alone approached too nigh,
+     Had Fate or Nature bid me die,
+     I must have borne it patiently.
+
+     But to be robbed of life and ease
+     By such infernal quacks as these
+     And pay, beside their modest fees!
+     Now folks that travel by this way,
+     Pointing toward my tomb shall say,
+     "There lies the bones of Patrick Bay--
+     Who ne'er a cheerful glass denied,
+     All force of arms, and grog defied,
+     Yet by a vile Jack Pudding died."
+
+
+     John Scott
+     Brewer.
+
+     Poor John Scott is buried here
+       Tho' once he was both hale and stout.
+     Death stretched him on his bitter bier,
+       In another world he hops about.
+
+
+     Received of Philip Harding
+     his borrowed earth July 4th 1673.
+
+
+     The Duke of Norfolk, a great whist player.
+
+     (By Sheridan.)
+
+     Here lies England's premier baron,
+     Patiently awaiting the last trump.
+
+
+     Here lies a Cardinal who wrought
+       Both good and evil in his time.
+     The good he did was good for naught
+       Not so the evil--that was prime.
+
+
+Elihu Yale, the founder of Yale College at New Haven, lies buried in
+Wrenham, Wales. His monument bears this inscription:
+
+     Born in America, in Europe bred
+     In Africa traveled in Asia wed,
+     Where long he lived and thrived
+     And at London died.
+     Much good, some ill he did so hope all's even
+     And his soul through mercy is gone to Heaven.
+     You that survive and read this tale take care,
+     For this most certain event to prepare;
+     Where blest in peace the actions of the just
+     Smell sweet and blossom in the silent dust.
+
+
+
+
+
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