ains
These stones arise.
I never knew but one
And here he lies."
MANCHESTER, ENGLAND.
Here lies John Hill, a man of skill,
His age was five times ten.
He ne'er did good nor ever would
Had he lived as long again.
Beneath these stones repose the bones
of Theodosious Grimm.
He took his beer from year to year
And then the bier took him.
(On a butcher whose name was Lamb.)
Beneath this stone lies Lamb asleep,
Who died a Lamb who lived a sheep.
Many a lamb and sheep he slaughtered
But cruel Death the scene has altered.
Rose Clifford.
This tomb doth here enclose the world's most beauteous Rose.
Here lies John Quebecca
precentor to My Lord the King.
When he is admitted to the choir of angels whose society he will
embellish and where he will distinguish himself by his powers of
song--God shall say to the angels--
Cease ye calves! and let me hear
John Quebecca, the precentor of
My Lord the King.
ST. BOTOLPH'S.
A traveller lies here at rest
Who life's rough ocean tossed on.
His many virtues all expressed
Thus simply--"_I'm from Boston_."
ST. CLAIR, CANADA.
On a brickmaker.
Keep death and judgment always in your eye
Or else the devil off with you will fly
And in his kiln with burning brimstone ever fry.
If you neglect the narrow road to seek
Christ will respect you like a half burned brick.
Patrick Bay, Innholder.
Killed by an ignorant Physician.
Not Fate or Death but doctor Rowe
Advanced to give the deadly blow
That smote me to the shades below.
Had Death alone approached too nigh,
Had Fate or Nature bid me die,
I must have borne it patiently.
But to be robbed of life and ease
By such infernal quacks as these
And pay, beside their modest fees!
Now folks that travel by this way,
Pointing toward my tomb shall say,
"There lies the bones of Patrick Bay--
Who ne'er a cheerful glass denied,
All force of arms, and grog defied,
Yet by a vile Jack Pudding died."
John Scott
Brewer.
Poor John Scott is buried here
Tho' once he was both hale and stout.
Death stretched him on his bitter bier,
In another world he hops about.
Received of Philip Harding
his borrowed earth J
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