Author: Epitaph Page 11

We all have a debt – To nature due – I've paid mine – And so must you.

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

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… He's done a-catching cod, and gone to meet his God.

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Here lies Thomas Smith and what is somewhat rareish, he was born bred and hanged in this e’er parish.

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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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He was a man of invention great – Above all who he lived nigh; – But he could not invent to live – When God called him to die.

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Dinah had a little can, 'Twas filled with kerosine. And soon among the twinkling stars – Dynamite Benzine.

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Paul Lennis Swank – Here under the dung of cows and sheep, lies an old highclimber fast asleep. His trees all topped and his lines all hung. They say the old rascal died full of rum.

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See, I told you I was SICK!

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He found a rope and picked it up, and with it walked away. It happened that to tother end, a horse was hitched, they say. They took the rope and tied it up, unto a hickory limb. It happened that the tother end, was somehow hitched to him.

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Here lies an honest lawyer – and that is Strange.

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I don't know how to die.

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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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Captain Thomas Coffin, died 1842, age 50 years. He's done a-catching cod and gone to meet his God.

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Getting there is half the fun!

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Reader, I've left this world, in which I had a world to do; sweating and fretting to get rich: just such a fool as you.

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To the Memory of Abraham Beaulieu. Born 15 September 1822. Accidentally shot 4th April 1844. As a mark of affection from his brother

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 Here lies the body of Dr Hayward, a man who never voted. Of such is the kingdom of Heaven.

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Dear Lemuel Willard Died in 1821 – When present useful, absent wanted – Lived respected, died lamented.

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Moses White. His grand excellence was that he was genuine.

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Here lies the body of Jonathan Stout. He fell in the water and never got out, And still is supposed to be floating about.

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