Subject: Epitaphs (Page 7)

Here lies (the Lord have mercy on her) One of Her Majesty's maids of honour: she was young, slender, and pretty; she died a maid — the more's the pity.

Epitaphs

Here doth lye the bodie – Of John Flye, who did die – By a stroke from a sky-rocket – Which hit him on the eye-socket.

Epitaphs

An excellent husband was this Mr. Danner, – He lived in a thoroughly honorable manner. – He may have had troubles. – But they burst like bubbles. – He's at peace, now with Mary, Jane Susan and Hannah.

Epitaphs

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.

Epitaphs

Here lies Matthew Mudd, Death did him no hurt; when alive he was Mudd, but now he's only dirt

Epitaphs

Here lies John Hill, a man of skill. His age was five times ten, he ne'er did good, nor ever would, had he lived as long again.

Epitaphs

A live Dog is better than a dead Lion. Come drop a tear as you pass by, as you are now so once was I, as I am now you soon must be, prepare for death and follow me.

Epitaphs

“I’m just resting my eyes”

Epitaphs

Uncle Walter Loved To Spend. He Had No Money in the End. But with Many a Whiskey and Many a Wife, He Really Did Enjoy His Life.

Epitaphs

My sledge and anvil lie declined, my bellows too have lost their wind; my fire’s extinct, my forge decay’d. And in the dust my body’s laid: my coal is out, my iron’s gone, my nails are drove, my work is done.

Epitaphs

Slip McVey – He might a be here today – But rum, whisky an a bad gun – Put him away.

Epitaphs

Here lies my poor wife, much lamented, She is happy and I am contented.

Epitaphs

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.

Epitaphs

I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

Epitaphs

Cast a cold eye on life, on death. Horseman, pass by!

Epitaphs

Mitchell – Well This Sucks

Epitaphs

He who dies with the most toys wins

Epitaphs

Here lies my wife in earthy mould, who when she lived did naught but scold. Peace! wake her not, for now she’s still; she had, but now I have my will.

Epitaphs

Life is a jest, and all things show it; I thought so once and now I know it.

Epitaphs

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

Epitaphs

Here lies John Higley whose father and mother were drowned in their passage from America. Had they both lived they would have been buried here.

Epitaphs