Epitaphs, or, Church-yard gleanings, collected by Old Mortality, jun1875 |
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... , with wickers bound . Some rising fresh above the ground , Some level with their native clay ; What sleeping thousands wait the sound , Arise , ye dead , and come away ! " ERECTED to the Memory OF ROBERT PATERSON , THE Old PREFACE .
... , with wickers bound . Some rising fresh above the ground , Some level with their native clay ; What sleeping thousands wait the sound , Arise , ye dead , and come away ! " ERECTED to the Memory OF ROBERT PATERSON , THE Old PREFACE .
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... sleep . In Rochester Churchyard : - Though young she was , Her youth could not withstand , Nor her protect from Death's Imperial hand . Life is a cobweb , be we e'er so gay , And death a broom , That sweeps us all away . In Seaham ...
... sleep . In Rochester Churchyard : - Though young she was , Her youth could not withstand , Nor her protect from Death's Imperial hand . Life is a cobweb , be we e'er so gay , And death a broom , That sweeps us all away . In Seaham ...
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... - He was . Dear is that spot where Christians sleep , And sweet the strains their spirits pour . Oh ! do not then in anguish weep , They are not dead but gone before . In Hanslope Churchyard , near Wolverton : - Strong and 26 EPITAPHS .
... - He was . Dear is that spot where Christians sleep , And sweet the strains their spirits pour . Oh ! do not then in anguish weep , They are not dead but gone before . In Hanslope Churchyard , near Wolverton : - Strong and 26 EPITAPHS .
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... sleeping here ; With patience wait - prepare to die , And in a short time you'll come to I. MAN . I am not grieved , my dearest life ; Sleep on - I have got another wife ; Therefore I cannot come to thee , For I must go and live with ...
... sleeping here ; With patience wait - prepare to die , And in a short time you'll come to I. MAN . I am not grieved , my dearest life ; Sleep on - I have got another wife ; Therefore I cannot come to thee , For I must go and live with ...
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... sleep , without recovery of her speech or senses , she died on the 12th day of September , in the year of our Lord 1737 , and of her own age 44 . In Matlock - Bridge Churchyard : - Here lies the breathless clay- Distressing sight ...
... sleep , without recovery of her speech or senses , she died on the 12th day of September , in the year of our Lord 1737 , and of her own age 44 . In Matlock - Bridge Churchyard : - Here lies the breathless clay- Distressing sight ...
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Abbey aged Anno Anno Domini Bath Abbey beneath this stone Bishop blest born buried Canterbury Cathedral Cathedral Cemetery Chester Cathedral Christ Church clay dead dear death Derbyshire died doth lie dust earth Elgin Cathedral epitaph erected eternal faithful fame fate father friends Gloucestershire God's gone grace grave happy hath heart heaven honest hope husband immortal interred Isle of Thanet James June Kent King laid lies John lies the body lieth life's liv'd lived London Lord lyes lyeth maid Mary memory monument morocco bound mortal mother never o'er pain parish passenger peace Perthshire poor praise Reader rest Robert Robert Trollop sacred Sandy Fraser Scotland Scotland's Covenanted Sevenoaks shot sleep sorrow soul Speid stone lies Stratford-on-Avon sweet tear Tewkesbury Abbey thee thine Thomas thou tomb truth Twas unto Upper Denton Upton-on-Severn virtue weep wife William
Popular passages
Page 170 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Page 12 - Dec. 11, 1756, immediately after leaving the King's Bench Prison by the benefit of the Act of Insolvency, in consequence of which he registered his kingdom of Corsica for the use of his creditors. The grave, great teacher, to a level brings Heroes and beggars, galley-slaves and kings. But Theodore this moral learn'd ere dead : Fate pour'd its lessons on his living head, Bestow'da kingdom, and denied him bread.
Page 174 - IN MEMORY OF ALEXANDER SELKIRK, MARINER, A native of Largo, in the county of Fife, Scotland, who lived on this island in complete solitude for four years and four months. He was landed from the Cinque Ports galley, 96 tons, 18 guns, AD 1704, and was taken off in the Duke, privateer, 12th February, 1709.
Page 105 - EPITAPH ON JOHN ADAMS, OF SOUTHWELL, A CARRIER, WHO DIED OF DRUNKENNESS. JOHN ADAMS lies here, of the parish of Southwell, A Carrier who carried his can to his mouth well : He carried so much, and he carried so fast, He could carry no more — so was carried at last ; For, the liquor he drank, being too much for one, He could not carry off, — so he's now carri-on.
Page 63 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive. No generous patron would a dinner give : See him, when starved to death, and turned to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown : He asked for bread, and he received a stone.
Page 98 - Our life is but a Winter's day — Some only breakfast and away. Others to dinner stay and are full fed, The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day : Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Page 117 - Regiment of Foot, In different parts of Europe, And in the year 1745, fought under the command Of the Duke of Cumberland, At the Battle of Fontenoy, Where she received a Bayonet Wound in her arm. Her long life, which commenced in the...
Page 33 - Our life is but a winter's day, Some only breakfast and away, Others to dinner stay and are full fed. The oldest man but sups and goes to bed, Large is hia score who lingers out the day, Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Page 170 - Witty above her sexe, but that's not all, Wise to Salvation was good Mistris Hall, Something of Shakespere was in that, but this Wholy of him with whom she's now in blisse. Then, passenger, ha'st ne're a teare, To weepe with her that wept with all? That wept, yet set herselfe to chere, Them up with comforts cordiall. Her Love shall live, her mercy spread, When thou hast ne're a teare to shed.
Page 153 - God that lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave ; He gives, and, — blessed be his name ! He takes but what he gave.