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Here lies an honest lawyer – and that is Strange.

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Here lies Dodge, who dodged all good, and dodged a deal of evil. But after dodging all he could, he could not dodge the devil.

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Susan Tomkins here she lies, nobody laughs and nobody crys, where shes gone or how she fares nobody knows and nobody cares

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Here lies John Ross, kick'd by a boss.

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She loved me and my grandchildren reverenced her. She bathed my feet and kept my socks well darned.

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Here, reader, turn your weeping eyes, My fate a useful moral teaches; The hole in which my body lies Would not contain one half my speeches

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Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear. To dig the dust enclosed here; blessed be the man that spares these stones, and curst be he that moves my bones.

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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.

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There once was a man named Don, who fell asleep out on his lawn. They thought he was pretending to be dead, then a tombstone fell on his head. And now Don is long gone.

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Here lies Kelly, we buried him today. He lived the life of Riley, when Riley was away!

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Beneath this stone a lump of clay, lies Uncle Peter Dan'els – who early in the month of May, took off his winter flannels.

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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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Here lies Estella – Who transported a large fortune to heaven, in acts of charity, and has gone thither to enjoy it.

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Here lie I and my three daughters, All from drinking the Cheltenham waters. While if we had kept to the Epsom salts, We should not now be in these here vaults.

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Faults I May Have – Being Wrong is Not One of Them

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RUSSELL J. LARSEN – Two things I love most, good horses and beautiful women, and when I die I hope they tan this old hide of mine, and make it into a ladies riding saddle, so I can rest in peace between the two things I love.

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This tombstone is a milestone – Hah! how so? – Because beneath lies Miles – Who's Miles below; – A little man he was, a dwarf in size, – But now stretch’d out, at least Miles long he lies. – His grave though small, contains a space so wide, – It has Miles in breadth, and Miles in length beside.

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Here lies one who never sacrificed his reason to superstitious God, nor ever believed that Jonah swallowed the whale.

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Here lies one that once was born and cried, Lived several years — and then he died

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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.

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Stephen and Time are now both even. Stephen beat Time and now Time's beat Stephen.

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