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The man buried here literally, went to the four winds

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

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Here lies the body of Mary Ann Lowder. She burst while drinking a Seidlitz powder. Called from this world to her heavenly rest, she should have waited till it effervesced.

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He has gone to the only place where his own works are excelled.

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Many a heart by sorrow pressed, doth envy me my peaceful rest

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This is the grave of Mike O'Day, Who died maintaining his right of way. His right was clear, his will was strong. But he's just as dead as if he'd been wrong.

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Rodney Dangerfield – There Goes The Neighborhood

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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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The land I cleared is now my grave. Think well, my friends, how you behave

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Open, open wide ye golden gates that lead to the heavenly shore. Our father suffered in passing through and mother weighs much more.

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On this marble drop a tear — Here lies poor Rosalind: All mankind were pleas'd with her, And she with all mankind.

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To the Green Memory of William Hawkings, Gardener: Planted Here With Love and Care By His Grieving Colleagues

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Little Johnny had a purple monkey, climbing up a yellow stick, little Johnny licked the purple paint of and it made him deathly sick. They stirred him up with calomel, they tried to move his liver, but all in vain, his little soul was wafted o'er the River.

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Of pneumonia supervening consumption complicated with other diseases, the main symptoms of which was insanity.

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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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Sacred To the Memory of LEWIS WICKS, who was killed on Thursday the 4, Oct. at 2 O'ck. P.M. by a waggon loaded with hay running over his brest. AD.1821 AE 56 years 3 mo. & 4 d's. who has left an affectionate Consort, and numerous friends to lament his loss.

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Here lies old Caleb Ham, by trade a bum. When de died the devil cried, Come, Caleb, come.

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Poor Martha Snell, she's gone away. She would if she could, but she could not stay; she'd two bad legs, and a baddish cough, but her legs it was that carried her off.

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Longest Live Burial World Record Attempt.

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Julia Newton – died of thin shoes, April 17th, 1839, age 19 years.

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Office upstairs.

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