Old Gray Friers, Edinburgh.
Stay, Paffenger, and fhed a Tear,
For good James Murray lieth here:
He was of Philip Haugh defcended,
And for his Merchandize commended.
He was a Man of a good Life,
Marry'd Bethia Mauld to his Wife:
He may thank God that e'er he gat her,
She bore him three Sons and a Daughter.
'The first he was a Man of Might,
For which the King made him a Knight.
The fecond was both wife and wily,
For which the Town made him a Bailly:
The third a Factor of Renown,
Both in Camphire and in this Town.
His Daughter was both grave and wife,
And married was to James Elies.
He died 30th April, 1649; of his Age the 79th Year.
Under this Marble, or under this Sill,
Or under this Turf, or e'en what they will;
Whatever an Heir, or a Friend in his Stead,
Or any good Creature fhall lay o'er my Head,
Lies one who ne'er car'd, and still cares not a Pin,
What they faid, or may say, of the Mortal within ;
But, who living and dying, ferene still and free,
Trufts in God that as well as he was he shall be.
Here lyeth interred the Body of Captain John Dunch, who departed this Life November 25, 1696. in the 67th Year of his Age.
Tho' Boreas' blafts and Neptune's Waves
Have tofs'd me to and fro;
In spite of both by God's Decree,
I harbour here below;
Where I do now at Anchor ride
With many of our Fleet;
Yet once again I muft fet Sail,
Our Admiral Chrift to meet.
Vitæ Volumine peracto
Hic Finis JACOBI TONSON
Perpoliti Sociorum Principis.
Qui, velut obítetrix Mufarum,
In Lucem edidit
Felices ingenii partus.
Lugete Scriptorum chorus, et frangite Calamos.
Ille veltris qui chartis vitam dedit, -
E vitæ Margine erafus, deletur.
Sed hæc poftrema Infcriptio
Huic prime mortis Pagina
Imprimatur,
Ne prælo Sepulcri commiffus
Ipfe Editor careat Titulo:
Hic jacet Bibliopola,
Folio vitæ delapfo,
Expectans novam Editionem
Auctiorem et Emendatiorem.
Muficus et Logicus Wynal hic jacet ecce Johannes; Organa namque loqui fecerat ille quafi.
Which may be thus tranflated:
Musician and Logician eke,
Wynal Lo! John lies here;
Who made the Organs for to speak
Juft e'en as if it were.
On Robert Huntingdon, of Stanton Harcourt, Efq; and Robert, his Son.
This peaceful Tomb doth now contain
Father and Son together laid;
Whofe living Virtues fhall remain
When they, and this are quite decay'd.
What Man could be to Ripeness grown,
And finish'd Worth could do, or shun,
At full was in the Father fhown,
What Youth could promife in the Son.
But Death obdurate both deftroy'd,
The perfect Fruit and op'ning Bud;
Firft feiz'd thofe Sweets we had enjoy'd,
Then robb'd us of the coming Good.
St. Dunstan's, Stepney.
Here lies the Body of Daniel Saul,
Spittlefields Weaver, and that's all.
Here faft afleep lies Saunders Scott,
Lang may he fnort and fnore;
His bains are now in Gorman's pot
That us'd to ftrut the Streets before.
He liv'd a lude and taftrel Life,
For gude he nae regarded,
His perjur'd clack rais'd mickle Strife,
For whilk belike he'll be rewarded.
Ill temper'd Loon that us'd to fnort
When ilk his Neighbour fell in trouble,
His gybes do now lie in the dirt,
To fatisfy his brethen double:
The bread of Life was offer'd him
For to abate his evil;
But he refus'd and fae he's dead;
Wha kens but now he's wi' the devil.
But fyne he's gane, I'll fay nae mair,
In Abram's Bofom may he waken,
But gin he meet with fic gude fare,
There's mair than ane will be mistaken.
St. Mary's, Rotherhith.
As the Earth the Earth does cover,
So under this Stone lies another *.
Here lies inferred the Body of Captain Thomas Stone, Junr, of this Parish: He departed this Life the 9th of August 1666.
*These two Lines are alfo the Beginning of an Epitaph in St. Mary Magdalen's Church, Milk-ftreet, on Sir William Stone.
Underneath this fable Hearse
Lies the Subject of all Verse,
Sidney's Sifter, Pembroke's Mother.
Death, ere thou haft flain another
Fair, and learn'd, and good as fhe,
Time fhall throw his Dart at thee.
In Memory of William Weft, Comedian, late Member of the Norwich Company; he died the 17th of June, 1733. Aged 32.
To me 'twas given to die; to thee 'tis giv❜n
To live; alas one Moment fets us even,
Mark how impartial is the Will of Heav'n.
These three Lines are by Mr. Prior.
On Mr. Demar, who died July the 6th, 1720.
Beneath this verdant Hillock lies
Demar the wealthy and the wife..
His Heirs, that he might fafely reft,
Have put his Carcass in a Cheft.
The very Cheft, in which, they fay,
His other Self, his Money, lay.
And if thofe Heirs continue kind
To that dear Self he left behind,
I dare to fwear that Four in Five
Will think his better Self alive.
On an old Hawker found dead in the Highway.
John Sherry lies here, whofe fixed Abode
Before was no-where, for he liv'd on the Road;
And when with Age grown scarce able to creep,
He there laid him down, and he died in a Sleep.
But fome Friends who lov'd him foon heard his
Mishap,
And hither remov'd him to take out his Nap.
J. KIRK.
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