Subject: Epitaphs (Page 12)

Here I lie bereft of breath, because a cough carried me off; then a coffin they carried me off in.

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This man when alive was a slave, but behold such is fate, having died he is equal in power, to Darius the Great.

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Those who cared for him while living, will know whose body is buried here, to others it does not matter.

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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.

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To the memory of David Wall – Whose superior performance on the bassoon endeared him to an extensive musical acquaintance. His social life closed on the 4th Dec. 1796. in his 57th year.

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At threescore winters' end I died, a cheerless being, sole and sad; the nuptial knot I never tied, and wish my father never had.

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I bowl'd, I struck, I caught, I stopp'd. Sure life's a game of cricket; I block'd with care, with caution popp'd, yet Death has hit my wicket.

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He had sand in his craw, But was slow on the draw, So we planted him ‘neath the daisies.

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Approach and read, now with your hats on, for here lies Bailie William Watson; who was famous for his thinking, and moderation in his drinking.

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The land I cleared is now my grave. Think well, my friends, how you behave

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Reader pass on and ne'er waste your time, On bad biography and bitter rhyme. For what I am this cumb'rous clay insures, And what I was, is no affair of yours.

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Here lies Groucho Marx and Lies and Lies and Lies

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Here lieth father Sparges, who died to save charges.

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Death is a debt that’s justly due, that I have paid and so must you.

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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.

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Beneath this silent tomb is laid, a noisy antiquated maid, who from her cradle talked till death, and ne'er before was out of breath.

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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.

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John Le Mesurier wishes it to be know that he conked out on November 15th. He sadly misses family and friends.

(1912 – 1983) English actor
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Poor Betty Conway, she drank lemonade at a masquerade, So now she's dead and gone away.

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