Subject: Epitaphs

Epitaphs:

Humorous, wry or ironic inscriptions from tombs or graves (or a brief statement commemorating or epitomizing) the memory of a deceased person.

Here lies Fred, Who was alive and is dead: Had it been his father, I had much rather; Had it been his brother, Still better than another; Had it been his sister, No-one would have missed her; Had it been the whole generation, So much better for the nation. But since 'tis only Fred, Who was alive and is dead, here's no more to be said.

Poems and Epitaphs are but stuff – Here lies Zed Blacksword – that’s enough

I've finally gotten to the bottom of things.

(1900 – 1978) American actress & novelist

Richard Kell Munson (1924-2004) Lovingly Known As Doctor Dick

Here lies the body of Edward Hyde. We laid him here because he died.

Mitchell – Well This Sucks

To the Memory of Clement Gillman (1882-1946) who led a commonsense and therefore happy life because he stubbornly refused to be bamboozled by his female relations, by his scientific friends and by the rulers spiritual and secular of the society into which without his consent he was born.

Here lies poor Ned Pardon, from misery freed, Who long was a bookseller's hack; He led such a damnable life in this world, I don't think he'll ever come back.

Hedemark (1949-2001) – See You Soon

Here lie I and my three daughters, All from drinking the Cheltenham waters. While if we had kept to the Epsom salts, We should not now be in these here vaults.

Sh-h-h

Here lies Frank a shining light, whose name, life, actions all were white.

Been Here: Now Gone: Had a Good Time.

Father and Mother and I choose to be buried asunder. Father and Mother here, and I buried yonder.

A live Dog is better than a dead Lion. Come drop a tear as you pass by, as you are now so once was I, as I am now you soon must be, prepare for death and follow me.

Here Lieth W.W. – Who never more will, trouble you, trouble you

Gone, but not forgiven

Gone home below.

Sacred to the remains of Jonathan Thompson. A pious Christian and affectionate husband. His disconsolate widow continues to carry on his grocery business At the old stand on Main Street: Cheapest and best prices in town.

Hell no! I came here to die not to make a speech!

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.