Subject: Epitaphs (Page 3)

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

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Poor John Scott is buried here, tho' once he was both hale and stout. Death stretched him on his bitter bier, in another world he hops about.

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THOMAS O. MURPHY – Sh-h-h.

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Although this stone may moulder into dust, yet Joseph Moodey's name continue must

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GELOW – Francis & Yvonne – On Vacation – Hold mail – Lived

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Here lies the body of Samuel Crane – He ran a race with a passenger train. He got to the crossing and almost across. Sam and his car was a total loss. Sams spirit now tolls his knell. That Sam is on his way to well – If he only took time to stop look and listen, He'd be living now instead of missing

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Beneath these green trees rising to the skies, the planter of them, Isaac Greentree lies! A time shall come when these green trees shall fall, and Isaac Greentree rise above them all.

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Robert Phillip, gravedigger: Here I lie at the Chancel door; Here lie I because I am poor; The farther in the more you pay; Here I lie as warm as they.

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Bye

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Here lies Scott Jacobson – Who came upon an evil lich, he didn't even think to run, and ended up in this ditch

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Hedemark (1949-2001) – See You Soon

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Here lies Donald and his wife Janett McPhee, aged 40 he and 30 she.

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Well this was fun, let's dit again sometime.

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On the 22nd of June. Jonathan Fiddle Went out of tune.

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Getting there is half the fun!

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He is not here – But only his pod; He shelled out his peas – And went to his God.

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

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I put my wife beneath this stone, for her repose and for my own.

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Charlie was a chemist, but Charlie is no more. What Charlie thought was H20 was H2SO4.

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… Dentist Brown – Is filling his last cavity.

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All you that please these lines to read, it will cause a tender heart to bleed, I murdered was up on the fell, and by the man I knew full well; by bread & butter which he'd laid, I, being harmless, was betray'd. I hope he will rewarded be, that laid the poison there for me.

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