Subject: Epitaphs (Page 7)

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

Here lies Lotta Dust.

At length a grave spots for him provided, where all through him so many of us died did.

For a good time, dig.

Sacred to Wm Collis boat-steerer of the ship St George of New Bedford, who by the will of Almighty God was killed by a whale off this Island

Here lies Dr Keene, the good Bishop of Chester, who eat up a fat goose, but could not digest her.

Gone, but not forgiven

Was suddenly killed at early dawn, July 4th, 1842, by the explosion of a small canon, aged 15 years

Brigham Young – born on this spot 1801 – a man of much courage and superb equipment.

Learn the living from the dead, how easy breaks life's tender thread

To follow you I am not content, How do I know Which way you went.

If Heaven be pleased when sinners cease to sin, if Hell be pleased when sinners enter in, if Earth be pleased when ridded of a knave, then all are pleased for Coleman’s in his grave.

Here I at length repose, My spirit now at aise is; With the tips of my toes And the point of my nose Turned up to the roots of the daisies.

Farewell my young companions all. From death's arrest no age is free. Remember this, a warning call. Prepare to follow after me.

Here beneath this stone we lie, back to back my wife and I, And when the angels trump shall trill, If she gets up then I'll lie still!

He is not here – But only his pod; He shelled out his peas – And went to his God.

Here Delia's buried at fourscore; When young, a lewd rapacious Whore, Vain and expensive; but when old, A pious, sordid, drunken Scold.

Beneath this stone lies Lamb asleep, who died a Lamb who lived a sheep. Many a lamb and sheep he slaughtered but cruel Death the scene has altered.

My wife lies here. All my tears cannot bring her back, Therefore, I weep.

I've finally gotten to the bottom of things.

(1900 – 1978) American actress & novelist

Here lies Dave Jordan – His last words were a shame… 'There's a light at the end of the tunnel'… Unfortunately it was a train