Subject: Epitaphs (Page 7)

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.

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John Palfryman who is buried here, was aged four and twenty years. And near this place his Mother lies, likewise his father when he dies.

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

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Here lies the body of John Smith. Buried in the cloisters. If he don't jump at the last trump, call, Oysters!

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William Newhall. He ‘rose in health at early dawn, to hail the new born year: before the evening shade came on, he finished his career.

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Beneath this silent tomb is laid, a noisy antiquated maid, who from her cradle talked till death, and ne'er before was out of breath.

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Reader pass on and ne'er waste your time, On bad biography and bitter rhyme. For what I am this cumb'rous clay insures, And what I was, is no affair of yours.

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Under this yew tree, buried would he be, because his father – he planted this yew tree.

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Here lies the body of Robert Lowe. Whither he’s gone I do not know. If to the realms of peace and love, farewell to happiness above. If to a place of lower level, I don’t congratulate the d…l.

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Been Here: Now Gone: Had a Good Time.

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In memory of Henry Wang, son of his, Father and mother, John and Maria Wang. Died Dec. 31st 1829 … The first deposit of this yard.

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

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On the four husbands of Ivy Saunders: Here lies my husbands 1 – 2 – 3. As still as men could ever be. As for the fourth: Praise be to God He still abides above the sod: Abel, Seth and Leidy were the first 3 names and to make things tidy I'll add his – James.

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Those who cared for him while living, will know whose body is buried here, to others it does not matter.

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Here lies interred Priscilla Bird, who sang on earth till sixty two. Now up on high above the sky, no doubt she sings like sixty too.

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Reader if cash thou are – In want of any – dig 4 feet deep – And thou wilt find a Penny.

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Here lies the body of Jonathan Tilton, whose friends reduced him to a skeleton. They robbed him out of all he had And now rejoice that he is dead.

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Approach and read, now with your hats on, for here lies Bailie William Watson; who was famous for his thinking, and moderation in his drinking.

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Sacred to twins Charlie and Varlie. Sons of loving parents who died in infancy.

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Sudden and unexpected was the end – Of our esteemed and beloved friend, – He gave to all his friends a sudden shock – By one day falling into Sunderland dock.

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Here lies the body Of Margaret Bent. She kicked up her heels And away she went.

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