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

Here lies Bryan Wilkinson – The doc said he'd be 'alright,’ Guess doc was all wrong

She was first cousin to Lady Jones. – And of such is the kingdom of heaven. – Amen.

My father and mother were both insane – I inherited the terrible stain. – My grandfather, grandmother, aunts and uncles – Were lunatics all, and yet died of carbuncles.

This is on me.

Haine haint

Here lies young Ezikel Height, died from jumping Jim Smith’s claim; didn’t happen at the mining site, the claim he jumped, was Jim Smith’s dame.

The winter snow congealed his form, but now we know our Uncle’s warm.

My sledge and anvil lie declined, my bellows too have lost their wind; my fire’s extinct, my forge decay’d. And in the dust my body’s laid: my coal is out, my iron’s gone, my nails are drove, my work is done.

"Here lies my husband – what else is new"

He lived and died by suicide

James B. McCoy – Member Co. D 17th Iowa Inf. which mustered in 1165 men and mustered out 42. Participated in 19 battles and 3 sieges. Never Applied For A Pension.

I’d rather be in Boston watching the Red Sox

They finally took Our good friend Scott, When a lightning bolt could not

Dear God, Thanks

Here lies (the Lord have mercy on her) One of Her Majesty's maids of honour: she was young, slender, and pretty; she died a maid — the more's the pity.

Here lies Martin Elmrod. Have mercy on my soul, good God, as I would do were I Lord God, and you were Martin Elmrod.

Here lies the body of Johnny Haskell, A lying, thieving, cheating rascal; He always lied, and now he lies, He has no soul and cannot rise.

Here lies Jim Shaw, attorney-at-law. When he died the devil cried, give me your paw, Jim Shaw, Attorney at law.

Office upstairs.

A zealous locksmith died of late, and did not enter Heaven’s gate. But stood without and would not knock , because he meant to pick the lock.