Subject: Epitaphs (Page 8)

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

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Here I lie, taken from life.

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These hillocks green and mouldering bones, these gloomy tombs and lettered stones. One admonition here supply: Reader! art thou prepared to die?

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Here's to Johnny quite a guy. Very sad he had to die. All was well could not be better, Till he wrote my girl a letter.

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The Lord saw good; I was lopping off wood, and down fell from the tree; I met with a check, and I broke my neck, and so Death lopped off me.

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She was not smart, she was not fair, but hearts with grief for her are swellin'; all empty stands her little chair: she died of eatin' water-mellon.

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Here lies Matthew Mudd, Death did him no hurt; when alive he was Mudd, but now he's only dirt

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Here lie I, Martin Elginbrodde: Hae mercy o' my soul, Lord God; As I wad do, were I Lord God, And ye were Martin Elginbrodde.

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His faults are buried with him beneath this stone. His virtues (if he had any) are remembered by his friends.

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On the whole I would rather be living in Philadelphia.

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“Deeply regretted by all who never knew him.”

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Here lies Groucho Marx and Lies and Lies and Lies

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Weep not for me mother & brothers dear, It is God's wish that I am here. At my sweet age I swallowed a bone That sent me to a happy home.

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I Was Supposed To Live To Be 102 and Be Shot By A Jealous Husband

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Here lies, cut down like unripe fruit, The wife of Deacon Amos Shute. She died of drinking too much coffee, Anno Dominy eighteen forty

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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 George Johnson, He was right, We was wrong, But we strung him up, And now he's gone

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OK . . . I gotta go now.

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Without you, Heaven would be too dull to bear
And Hell would not be Hell if you are there.

(1906 – 1992) English academic, barrister & book-collector
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Here lies Clyde – Whose life was full – Until he tried – To milk a bull.

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A live Dog is better than a dead Lion. Come drop a tear as you pass by, as you are now so once was I, as I am now you soon must be, prepare for death and follow me.

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