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I bowl'd, I struck, I caught, I stopp'd. Sure life's a game of cricket; I block'd with care, with caution popp'd, yet Death has hit my wicket.

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He Never Killed a Man That Did Not Need Killing

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Here lies old Caleb Ham, by trade a bum. When de died the devil cried, Come, Caleb, come.

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Here lies Barnard Lightfoot Who was accidentally killed in the 45th year of his age. This monument was erected by his grateful family.

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Here lies old Rastus Sominy – died a-eating hominy, In 1859 anno domini

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Here lieth Richard Dent in his last tenement.

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Here lies within this tomb, so calm. Old Giles; pray sound his knell; who thought no song was like a psalm, no music like a knell.

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Cold is my bed, but oh, I love it, – for colder are my friends above it.

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I am not grieved, my dearest life. Sleep on, I've got another wife. Therefore, I cannot come to thee For I must go and live with she.

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Fair maiden Lilliard – lies under this stane – little was her stature – but muckle was her fame – upon the English loons – she laid monie thumps – and when her legs were cuttit off – she fought upon her stumps.

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Here lies Donald and his wife Janett McPhee, aged 40 he and 30 she.

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WILLIAM WILSON – Here Lieth W.W., who never more will, trouble you, trouble you.

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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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John Palfryman who is buried here, was aged four and twenty years. And near this place his Mother lies, likewise his father when he dies.

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I'll thank you not to put your butt on my grave.

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Grim death took me without any warning. I was well at night, and dead in the morning.

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Here lies the body of Richard Thomas, an Englishman by birth, a Whig of '76 – a Cooper by trade, now food for worms. Like an old rum puncheon whose staves are all marked and numbered he will be raised and put together again by his Maker.

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He had six bullets but he needed seven.

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Here lies a man named Zeke. Second fastest draw in Cripple Creek.

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Here Lies Good Old Fred – A Great Big Rock Fell On His Head – R.I.P.

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… With patience wait perforce to die And in a short time you'll come to I.

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