Subject: Epitaphs (Page 10)

She drank good ale, good punch and wine and lived to the age of 99.

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I was somebody. – Who, is no business – of yours.

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I'll thank you not to put your butt on my grave.

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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.

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Here lie Walker's particles.

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This tombstone is a milestone – Hah! how so? – Because beneath lies Miles – Who's Miles below; – A little man he was, a dwarf in size, – But now stretch’d out, at least Miles long he lies. – His grave though small, contains a space so wide, – It has Miles in breadth, and Miles in length beside.

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Buried here beneath this clay lies gardener John Arbothnaut Jay. Now in his simpeternal home, a constant source of high-grade loam.

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Close behind this stone Here lies alone Captain Reynolds Marvin Expecting his wife When ends her life. And we both are freed from sarvin',

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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.

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Here lies young Ezikel Height, died from jumping Jim Smith’s claim; didn’t happen at the mining site, the claim he jumped, was Jim Smith’s dame.

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All you that please these lines to read, it will cause a tender heart to bleed, I murdered was up on the fell, and by the man I knew full well; by bread & butter which he'd laid, I, being harmless, was betray'd. I hope he will rewarded be, that laid the poison there for me.

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Bill Blake – was hanged by mistake.

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The Lord saw good; I was lopping off wood, and down fell from the tree; I met with a check, and I broke my neck, and so Death lopped off me.

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Here lies Dead Tom

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Grim death took me without any warning. I was well at night, and dead in the morning.

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I was Carolina Born – and Carolina bred – and here I lay – Carolina dead!

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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.

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"May ye be in heaven an hour before the devil knows you're dead"

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This world is a prison in every respect, whose walls are the heavens in common; the jailor is sin, and the prisoners men; and the fetters are nothing but women.

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Here lies one who never sacrificed his reason to superstitious God, nor ever believed that Jonah swallowed the whale.

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Returned – Unopened

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