Subject: Epitaphs (Page 26)

This is all that remains of poor Ben Hough. He had forty-nine years and that was enough. Of worldly goods he had his share, And now he's gone to the Devil's snare.

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Here lies the body of William Beck – He was thrown at a hunt and broke his neck.

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Here lies my wife, poor Molly, let her lie, she finds repose at last, and so do I.

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Here lies Charles. Had six guns Needed seven. Now he is in heaven

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Rab McBeth – who died for the want of another breath.

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A Finished Artist

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Here lies the body of Miriam Wood, formerly wife to John Smith. A woman well beloved of all her neighbors for her care of small folks' education, their number being great, that when she died she scarcely left her mate: so wise discreet was her behaviours that she was well esteemed by neighbors. She lived in love with all to die so let her rest to eternitye.

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Praises on tombs are trifles vainly spent; a man's good name is his best monument.

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Leslie Nielsen (1926 – 2010) “Let ‘er rip”

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Here lies Ezekiel Aikle Age 102 – The Good Die Young.

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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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Grim death took me without any warning, I was well one day, and stone dead next morning.

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Here lies one Wood enclosed in wood. One Wood within another. The outer wood Is very good: we cannot praise the other.

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Grim death took me without any warning, I was well at night, and died in the morning.

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Martha and I together lived – Just two years and a half; – She went first, and I followed after – the cow before the calf.

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Here lies Frank a shining light, whose name, life, actions all were white.

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The body of Benjamin Franklin, printer like the coyer of an old book its contents torn out and stripped of its lettering and gilding, lies here food for worms. – Yet the work itself shall not be lost for it will, as he believed, appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition corrected and amended by the author.

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I was somebody. – Who, is no business – of yours.

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

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This man when alive was a slave, but behold such is fate, having died he is equal in power, to Darius the Great.

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He looked for gold and died of lead poison

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