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Here lie I, Martin Elginbrodde: Hae mercy o' my soul, Lord God; As I wad do, were I Lord God, And ye were Martin Elginbrodde.

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To the Memory of Clement Gillman (1882-1946) who led a commonsense and therefore happy life because he stubbornly refused to be bamboozled by his female relations, by his scientific friends and by the rulers spiritual and secular of the society into which without his consent he was born.

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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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“Deeply regretted by all who never knew him.”

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Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down – it was.

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“I did it my way and I wound up here.”

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I Made Some Good Deals and I Made Some Bad Ones. I Really Went in the Hole With This One.

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Rich born, rich bred, yet Fate adverse, his wealth and fortune did reverse. He lived and died immensely poor, July the tenth aged ninety-four.

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I thought my doctor said I was heading for a rave.

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“Here lies my wife in earthy mold, Who when she died and naught but scold. Good friends go softly in your walking lest she should wake and rise up talking”

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Sweet Leota Beloved by All In Regions Beyond Now But Having a Ball

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Here lies the darling of his time – Mitchel expired in his prime. – Who four years short of forty seven – Was found full ripe and plucked for Heaven.

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This stone was raised by Frieda's Lord, not Frieda's virtues to record, for they are known to all the town. This stone was raised to keep her down.

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

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Here lies Johnny Cole. Who died upon my soul after eating a plentiful dinner. While chewing his crust he was turned into dust with his crimes undigested – poor sinner.

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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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Fear God, keep His Commandments, Don't attempt to climb up in a tree That's what caused the death of me!

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John and Lydia, that blooming pair, a whale killed him and her body lies here.

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Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid, but died an old Mann…

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Here lies Donnie Cornwell, good and dead. In an extra large coffin to fit his extra large head.

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Here lies Joseph Trowlup, who made yon stones roll up: when death took his soul up, his body filled this hole up.

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