Subject: Epitaphs (Page 6)

Here lies the body of William Beck – He was thrown at a hunt and broke his neck.

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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

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Rodney Dangerfield – There Goes The Neighborhood

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Here lies the body of Sarah Sexton – She was a wife that never vexed one. – But I can't say as much for the one at the next stone.

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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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He didn't believe in God; And when he did, they argued.

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Here lies Barnard Lightfoot Who was accidentally killed in the 45th year of his age. This monument was erected by his grateful family.

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Here lies the bones of David Jones, Laid both dead and dumb. He read a law and plead a cause But died from drinking rum.

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This is all that remains of poor Ben Hough. He had forty-nine years and that was enough. Of worldly goods he had his share, And now he's gone to the Devil's snare.

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Here he lies, James T. Carson. He blew up his wife and was hung for arson.

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This corpse is Phebe Thorps.

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This world is a prison in every respect, whose walls are the heavens in common; the jailor is sin, and the prisoners men; and the fetters are nothing but women.

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Fair maiden Lilliard – lies under this stane – little was her stature – but muckle was her fame – upon the English loons – she laid monie thumps – and when her legs were cuttit off – she fought upon her stumps.

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I knew if I waited around long enough something like this would happen.

(1856 – 1950) Irish playwright & socialist
Death Epitaphs

The body that lies buried here – By lightning fell, death's sacrifice, – To him Elijah's fate was given – He rode on flames of fire to heaven.

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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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Posterity will ne'er survey – A nobler grave than this: – Here lies the bones of Castlereagh: – Stop, traveller, and piss.

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Agreeable to the memory of Mrs Alinda Tewksbury. She was not a beleiver [sic] in the Christian idolitry.

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

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Here lies the body of Detlof Swenson, waiter. God finally caught his eye.

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