Subject: Epitaphs (Page 11)

The children of Israel wanted bread and the Lord sent them manna. Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife, and the Devil sent him Anna.

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Here lies Dave Jordan – His last words were a shame… 'There's a light at the end of the tunnel'… Unfortunately it was a train

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

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The wedding-day appointed was, and wedding clothes provided, before the nuptial day, alas! He sickened and he die did.

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Called Back.

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Here lies Tommy Day, removed from over the way.

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

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Here lies John Taggart, of honest fame, of stature low, and a leg lame; content he was with portion small, kept a shop in Wigtown, and that's all.

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"Here I lie, and no wonder I am dead, for the wheel of a wagon went over my head."

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Old Vicar Sutor lieth here, Who had a Mouth from ear to ear. Reader tread lightly on the sod. For if he gapes, you're gone by G —.

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Praises on tombs are trifles vainly spent; a man's good name is his best monument.

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The dame that rests beneath this tomb, had Rachel's beauty, Leah's fruitful womb, Abigail's wisdom, Lydia's faithful heart, Martha's just care, and Mary's better part.

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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.

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Here lies the body of Jane Gordon. With mouth almighty and teeth accordin!

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

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Here doth lye the bodie – Of John Flye, who did die – By a stroke from a sky-rocket – Which hit him on the eye-socket.

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Here lies (the Lord have mercy on her) One of Her Majesty's maids of honour: she was young, slender, and pretty; she died a maid — the more's the pity.

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Here lies poor Ned Purdon, from misery free, 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.

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A bird, a man, a loaded gun. No bird, dead man, thy will be done.

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When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.

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Tired of this eternal buttoning and unbuttoning.

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