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Epitaphs
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To the Memory of Abraham Beaulieu. Born 15 September 1822. Accidentally shot 4th April 1844. As a mark of affection from his brother
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Cast a cold eye on life, on death. Horseman, pass by!
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W. B. Yeats
Approach and read, now with your hats on, for here lies Bailie William Watson; who was famous for his thinking, and moderation in his drinking.
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Bailie William Watson in Glasgow
I've finally gotten to the bottom of things.
Ilka Chase
(1900 – 1978) American actress & novelist
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Ilka Chase
Born of woman, killed by lead. I most likely had your wife in bed.
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Upon the fifth day of November, Christ's College lost a privy member; Cupid and death did both their arrows nick, Cupid shot short, but death did hit the prick; Women lament and maidens make great moans, Because the prick is laid beneath the stones.
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Mr Pricke (dates unknown)
I came I know not whence, I go I know not whither.
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Here lies the body of Jane Gordon. With mouth almighty and teeth accordin!
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In Marblehead Massachusetts
One Errant Female Has Fun – The Ornament of Her Generation – Beautiful. Witty. Brilliant. Talented. Elegant. Charming. Frugal and Modest. – Erected By Herself
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Eleanor Stauffen Herman (1960)
I've finally stopped getting dumber.
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Hungarian mathematician Paul Erdős
Here lies old Caleb Ham, by trade a bum. When de died the devil cried, Come, Caleb, come.
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Here lies poor Ned Pardon, from misery freed, Who long was a bookseller's hack; He led such a damnable life in this world, I don't think he'll ever come back.
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Mr. Edward Pardon a bookseller
Sacred to the memory of Miss Martha Grimm. She was so very spare within, she burst the outward shell of sin and hatched herself a cherubim.
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Listen, Mother, Aunt and me, were killed, here we be. We should not had time to missle had they blown the engine whistle.
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Here lies old Jones, who all his life collected bones, till death, that grim and bony spectre, that all-amassing bone collector, boned old Jones, so neat and tidy, that here he lies all bona fide.
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Here lies the worst king and the most miserable man in the kingdom.
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King Robert III of Scotland wanted this epitaph and also requested to be buried in an anthill
His faults are buried with him beneath this stone. His virtues (if he had any) are remembered by his friends.
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'Gone fishing', the sign said that hung upon the door. An Angel had put it there, God Was waiting on the shore.
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Nowra Australia
Reader pass on and ne'er waste your time, On bad biography and bitter rhyme. For what I am this cumb'rous clay insures, And what I was, is no affair of yours.
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Topsfield Massachusetts
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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Our life is but a summer's day: Some only breakfast, and away; Others to dinner stay, and are full fed; The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large his account who lingers out the day; Who goes the soonest, has the least to pay.
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In Llangowen Wales
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