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Here lies John Taggart, of honest fame, of stature low, and a leg lame; content he was with portion small, kept a shop in Wigtown, and that's all.

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"Lord, thy grace is free, — why not for me?"

And the Lord answered and said, — "Because thy debts aint paid I”

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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 will NOT be right back after this message.

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Here lies the corpse of Doctor Chard, who fill'd half of this churchyard.

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I thought my doctor said I was heading for a rave.

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Here lies Sir John Guise: No one laughs, no one cries: Where he's gone, and how he fares, No one knows, and no one cares.

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The dame that rests beneath this tomb, had Rachel's beauty, Leah's fruitful womb, Abigail's wisdom, Lydia's faithful heart, Martha's just care, and Mary's better part.

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Here lies Bernard Lightfoot who was accidentally killed in his forty fifth year.

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Pray, reader, stop, and read my fate, – What caused my life to terminate; – For thieves one night, when in my bed, – Broke in my house and shot me dead.

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Peace to his hashes.

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Shall all we die? We shall die all. All die shall we? Die all we shall.

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I told you so, you damned fools.

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Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded; one died of wounds, but the other was drownded.

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Due to lack of ground in this cemetery, two bodies are buried in this one plot. One of them was a politician, the other was an honest man.

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He found a rope and picked it up, and with it walked away. It happened that to tother end, a horse was hitched, they say. They took the rope and tied it up, unto a hickory limb. It happened that the tother end, was somehow hitched to him.

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Beloved Husband of Joan, A Man With Nature, Who Loved Life & His Jigsaws – "Didjabringabeer"

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Thorp’s Corpse

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He got a fish-bone in his throat and then he sang an angel's note.

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At rest beneath this slab of stone, lies stingy Jimmy Wyatt. He died one morning just at ten, and saved a dinner by it.

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Here lies Arnel. ‘You should see the other guy.’

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