Safford.
Crushed as a moth beneath Thy hands
We moulder back to dust.
Our feeble frames cannot withstand
And all our beauty's lost.
This mortal life decays apace
How soon the bubble's broke.
Adam and all his numerous race
Are vanity and smoke.
John Daby.
Tis but a few whole days amount
To three score years and ten;
And all beyond that short account
Is sorrow toil and pain.
Our vitals with laborious strife
Bear up the crazy load,
And drag these poor remains of life
Along the toilsome road.
BOSTON. (Granary Burying Ground.)
Here I lie bereft of breath
Because a cough carried me off;
Then a coffin they carried me off in.
DORCHESTER.
This world's a city, full of crooked streets;
And Death the market place where all men meets.
If life were merchandize that men could buy
The rich would live and none but poor would die.
Of pneumonia supervening consumption complicated with other diseases,
the main symptom of which was insanity.
Submit, submitted to her heavenly King
Being a flower of the etheral Spring--
Near three years old she died--In Heaven to wait
The year was sixteen hundred forty eight.
ROWLEY.
Ezekiel Rogers, Minister
Died in 1660.
With the youth he took great pains, and was a tree of knowledge laden
with fruit which the children could reach.
Epitaph of Rev. Jonathan Mitchel, pastor of the first church in
Cambridge. Died July 9, 1668.
Here lies the darling of his time
Mitchel expired in his prime.
Who four years short of forty seven
Was found full ripe and plucked for Heaven.
SOUTH DENNIS.
Of seven sons the Lord his father gave,
He was the fourth who found a watery grave.
Fifteen days had passed since the circumstance occurred,
When his body was found and decently interred.
VINEYARD HAVEN.
John and Lydia, that blooming pair,
A whale killed him and her body lies here.
CHATHAM.
There were three brothers went to sea
Who were never known to wrangle
Holmes Hole--cedar pole
Crinkle, crinkle crangle.
Three brothers started for Holmes Hole in an open boat for cedar poles,
and on the passage were killed by lightning, represented by the
_crinkle, crinkle, crangle_.
Time was I stood as thou doest now
And viewed the
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