Subject: Epitaphs (Page 16)

On this marble drop a tear — Here lies poor Rosalind: All mankind were pleas'd with her, And she with all mankind.

Epitaphs

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

Epitaphs

Beneath this smooth stone by the bone of his bone – Sleeps Master John Gill; – By lies when alive this attorney did thrive, – And now that he's dead he lies still.

Epitaphs Lawyers Lies

Here lies one Wood enclosed in wood. One Wood within another. The outer wood Is very good: we cannot praise the other.

Epitaphs

I am woman here me roar. And boy did she.

Epitaphs

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.

Epitaphs

DOUBT – Martha Mae “Take the back roads!” • Bill – “It’s five o’clock somewhere!”

Epitaphs

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

Epitaphs

Returned – Unopened

Epitaphs

He married five wives, Whom he survived. At the age of 93 he walked to London, to seek a sixth but died before he found her.

Epitaphs

I Was Supposed To Live To Be 102 and Be Shot By A Jealous Husband

Epitaphs

Here lies Robert Trollope Who made yon stones roll up. When death took his soul up His body filled this hole up.

Epitaphs

Here lie the bones of Joseph Jones who ate while he was able. But once overfed, he dropt down dead and fell beneath the table. When from the tomb, to meet his doom, he arises amidst sinners. Since he must dwell in heaven or hell, take him – whichever gives the best dinners.

Epitaphs

Here lies the father of 29; he would have had more but he didn't have time.

Epitaphs

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.

Epitaphs

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.

Epitaphs

They abounded in riches but she wore the britches

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OOPS!, he died – Love from us your father, Tom jr. and Mary

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

Epitaphs

That is all

Epitaphs

I thought my doctor said I was heading for a rave.

Doctors Epitaphs