Author: Epitaph Page 24

Lie heavy on him, earth, for he laid many a heavy load on thee.

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The wedding-day appointed was, and wedding clothes provided, before the nuptial day, alas! He sickened and he die did.

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Behold! I come as a thief. – Death loves a shining mark. – In this case he had it.

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An excellent husband was this Mr. Danner, – He lived in a thoroughly honorable manner. – He may have had troubles. – But they burst like bubbles. – He's at peace, now with Mary, Jane Susan and Hannah.

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This Ain’t Bad _____ Once You Get Used To It

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Under this stone Lies Billy Joe Bob Stealing chickens Was his last job

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A traveller lies here at rest, who life's rough ocean tossed on. His many virtues all expressed, thus simply – “I'm from Boston.”

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“Here lies my wife in earthy mold, Who when she died and naught but scold. Good friends go softly in your walking lest she should wake and rise up talking”

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In Memory of Jacob, third son of Capt. Jacob Rice, died May 7, 1818 Et. 9 yrs. – His death was occasioned by the fall of a dung fork, one tine penetrating his brain.

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Assuming my death has occurred, and five doctors have concurred. Please REVIVE me! If you can get no breath, take the person who caused my death, and bury them right beside me.

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G. Winch, the brewer, lies buried here. In life he was both hale and stout. Death brought him to his bitter bier. Now in heaven he hops about.

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Tabitha wife of Moses Fledger Aged 55 – We shall miss thee, mother (Job printing neatly done.)

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Struck by thunder.

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Called Back.

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

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This is the grave of Mike O'Day, Who died maintaining his right of way. His right was clear, his will was strong. But he's just as dead as if he'd been wrong.

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Death is a debt that’s justly due, that I have paid and so must you.

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36-33-01-24-17 – Honey you don't know what you did for me, – Always playing the lottery. – The numbers you picked came in to play, – Two days after you passed away. – For this, a huge monument I do erect, – For now I get a yearly check. – How I wish you were alive, – For now we are worth 8.5

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Here lies a man beneath this sod, – Who slandered all except his God, – And him he would have slandered too, – But that his God he never knew.

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Grim Death To Please His Palate Has Taken My Lettice To Put in His Sallat.

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Here lies Ezekiel Aikle Age 102 – The Good Die Young.

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