Subject: Epitaphs (Page 5)

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.

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Soon ripe, Soon rotten, Soon gone, Not forgotten

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Sleep soft in dust, wait the Almighty's will, then rise unchanged, and be an angel still.

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Here lies Slip Mcvey. He would be here today, but bad whiskey and a fast gun put him away

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I’m A Writer But Then Nobody’s Perfect

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Here I lie, my name is Ball, I lived, I died, despised by all; and now I cannot chew my crust, I'm gone back to my ancient dust.

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

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Due to lack of ground in this cemetery, two bodies are buried in this one plot. One of them was a politician, the other was an honest man.

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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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H. L. Mencken 1880 – 1956 – If after I depart this vale you ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost, forgive some sinner, and wink your eye at some homely girl

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Tired of this eternal buttoning and unbuttoning.

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I’d rather have people ask why I have no monument than why I have one.

(234 – 149 BC) Roman statesman
Death Epitaphs

Tears cannot restore her –– therefore I weep.

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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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Here lies George Johnson, He was right, We was wrong, But we strung him up, And now he's gone

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I Dionysius underneath this tomb – Some sixty years of age have reached my doom. – Ne'er having married, think it sad, – And I wish my father never had.

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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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Here lies Andrew – The quality of his armor was not assured

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A thousand ways cut short our days, none are exempt from death. A honey-bee by stinging me did stop my mortal breath.

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

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Go away – I’m asleep.

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