Subject: Epitaphs (Page 19)

Learn the living from the dead, how easy breaks life's tender thread

Epitaphs

Here lies Kelly, we buried him today. He lived the life of Riley, when Riley was away!

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Here lies the body of Robert Lowe. Whither he’s gone I do not know. If to the realms of peace and love, farewell to happiness above. If to a place of lower level, I don’t congratulate the d…l.

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He was a simple man who died of complications.

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Here lies a man that was Knott born, His father was Knott before him, He lived Knott, and did Knott die, Yet underneath this stone doth lie.

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Here lies Sissie Chang – Fumbled a grenade, went out with a bang

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Here lies the body of Elred. At least he will be when he is dead. But now at this time he's still alive, 14th August '65.

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I’d rather be in Boston watching the Red Sox

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Here lies the body of Jonathan Tilton, whose friends reduced him to a skeleton. They robbed him out of all he had And now rejoice that he is dead.

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Here I at length repose, My spirit now at aise is; With the tips of my toes And the point of my nose Turned up to the roots of the daisies.

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Here Betsy Brown her body lies. Her soul is flying in the skies. While here on earth she oftimes spun six hundred skeins from sun to sun, and wove one day, her daughter brags, two hundred pounds of carpet rags.

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I am not grieved, my dearest life. Sleep on, I've got another wife. Therefore, I cannot come to thee For I must go and live with she.

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Here lies Tommy Day, removed from over the way.

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Here rests an old woman who always was tired, for she lived in a house where no help was hired; Her very last words were, “My friends I am goin*, to a land where there's nothin' of washin' or sewin', and everything there shall be just to ray wishes, for where they don't eat there's no washin' of dishes; the land with sweet anthems is constantly ringin', but having no voice I'll get clear of the singin'." She folded her hands, her latest endeavor, and whispered, "Oh nothin', sweet nothin forever."

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Here lies England's premier baron, patiently awaiting the last trump.

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At last, a year-round resident

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Susan Tomkins here she lies, nobody laughs and nobody crys, where shes gone or how she fares nobody knows and nobody cares

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Our Little Charlie – He dropped into our world to taste life’s bitter cup, but turned his little head aside, disgusted with the taste and died.

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Here Delia's buried at fourscore; When young, a lewd rapacious Whore, Vain and expensive; but when old, A pious, sordid, drunken Scold.

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They were two living sisters, who in this dust do lie. The very day Annie was buried Elizabeth did die.

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Shall all we die? We shall die all. All die shall we? Die all we shall.

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