Subject: Epitaphs (Page 27)

Wherever you be, let your wind go free. For holding it in, was the killing of me.

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Sacred to Wm Collis boat-steerer of the ship St George of New Bedford, who by the will of Almighty God was killed by a whale off this Island

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Here lies Arnel. ‘You should see the other guy.’

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Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded; one died of his wounds but the other was drownded.

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Behold! I come as a thief. – Death loves a shining mark. – In this case he had it.

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Here lies my corpse who was the man, That lov'd a sop in dripping pan, But now believe me I am dead, Now here the pan stands at my head, Still for sop to the last I cry'd, But could not eat and so I died, My neighbours they perhaps may laugh, When they do read my epitaph.

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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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Ellen Shannon age 26 years, Who was fatally burned March 21, 1870 by the explosion of a lamp filled with "R. E. Danforth's Non-Explosive-Burning Fluid."

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Little Johnny had a purple monkey, climbing up a yellow stick, little Johnny licked the purple paint of and it made him deathly sick. They stirred him up with calomel, they tried to move his liver, but all in vain, his little soul was wafted o'er the River.

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This spot is the sweetest I've seen in my life, For it raises many flowers and covers my wife.

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Here lies my twins as dead as nits, One died of fever the other of fits.

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Here lies old Caleb Ham, by trade a bum. When de died the devil cried, Come, Caleb, come.

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Office upstairs.

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Here lies Dr Keene, the good Bishop of Chester, who eat up a fat goose, but could not digest her.

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Gone Underground For Good

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I told you so, you damned fools.

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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 entombed one Roger Morton, whose sudden death was early brought on; trying one day his corn to mow off, the razor slipped and cut his toe off. The toe, or rather what it grew to, an inflammation quickly flew to; the parts they took to mortifying, And poor dear Roger took to dying.

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Here lies Gilles. He used no net, Knew no fear. He made a misstep And wound up here

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Never born, Never died: visited the planet earth between December 11, 1931 and, January 19, 1990.

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Some have children, others none, Here lies the mother of twenty one.

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