Author: Epitaph Page 6

I would – rather be here – than in Texas.

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

My life’s been hard, and all things show it; I always thought so and now I know it.

Here lies the landlord Tommy Dent In his last cosy tenement.

I bowl'd, I struck, I caught, I stopp'd. Sure life's a game of cricket; I block'd with care, with caution popp'd, yet Death has hit my wicket.

Sacred to the memory of Henry Harris who died from a kick by a colt in his bowells. Peacable and quiet, a friend to his father and mother, respected by all who knew him, gone to the world where horses don’t kick, where sorrow and weeping are no more.

A rum cough carried him off.

Posterity will ne'er survey – A nobler grave than this: – Here lies the bones of Castlereagh: – Stop, traveller, and piss.

Here lies William Green, who died in Manchester, Sept. 18, 18__. Had he lived, he would have been buried here.

He held the pall at the funeral of Shakspeare.

My trip is ended: send my samples home

I will NOT be right back after this message.

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.

Toothless Nell (Alice Chambers) Killed 1876 in a Dance Hall brawl. Her last words: "Circumstances led me to this end."

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

My father and mother were both insane – I inherited the terrible stain. – My grandfather, grandmother, aunts and uncles – Were lunatics all, and yet died of carbuncles.

Some have children, others none, Here lies the mother of twenty one.

A Finished Artist

Here lies a man named Zeke. Second fastest draw in Cripple Creek.

Who lies here ? — Who do you think? 'Tis poor Will Gibson — give him a drink. Give him a drink, I'll tell you for why, when he was living, he always was dry.

She failed her breathalizer test now she lays with the best