AT THE OLD MEN'S HOSPITAL, NORWICH, ENG. In Memory of Mrs. Phebe Crewe, who died May 28, 1817, aged 77 years; who, during forty years' practice as a midwife in this city, brought into the world nine thousand seven hundred and thirty children. IN THE ABBEY CHURCH OF CONWAY. Here lyeth the body of Nichlas Hooker, who was the one and fortieth child of his father by Alice his only wife, and the father of seven and twenty children by one wife. He died March 20th, 1637. AT WOLSTANTON. Mrs. Ann Jennings. Some have children, some have none: IN THE CHURCHYARD OF HEYDON. Here lieth the body of William Strutton, of Paddington, buried May 18th, 1734, who had by his first wife, 28 children, and by a second wife, 17; own father to 45, grandfather to 86, great-grandfather to 97, and great-greatgrandfather to 23; in all, 251. IN THE CHURCHYARD OF PEWSEY, WILTSHIRE. Here lies the body of Lady O'Looney, great-niece of Burke, commonly called the sublime. She was bland, passionate, and deeply religious; also, she painted in water-colors, and sent several pictures to the exhibition. She was first cousin to Lady Jones; and of such is the kingdom of heaven. IN CRAYFORD CHURCHYARD, KENT. Here lieth the body of Peter Snell, thirty-five years clerk of the parish. He lived respected as a pious and faithful man, and died on his way to church to assist at a wedding, on the 31st day of March, 1811. Aged 70 years. The inhabitants of Crayford have raised this stone to his cheerful memory, and as a tribute to his long and faithful services. The life of this clerk was just threescore and ten, Thus his joys and his sorrows were treble; but then AT WREXHAM, WALES. Elihu Yale, (founder of Yale College,) ob. 1721, æt. 73. In Afric travelled, and in Asia wed; Where long he lived and thrived, in London dead. Where, blest in peace, the actions of the just SELF-WRITTEN. MATTHEW PRIOR'S. Painters and heralds, by your leave, Let Bourbon or Nassau go higher! It is said (and the statement appears highly probable) that Prior borrowed his lines from the following very ancient epi taph upon a tombstone in Scotland : John Carnagie lies here, Descended from Adam and Eve; COLERIDGE'S. Stop, Christian passer-by! stop, child of God, That he, who many a year with toil of breath Mercy for praise, to be forgiven for fame, He asked, and hoped through Christ. Do thou the same! JOHN BACON'S, TOTTENHAM COURT CHAPEL. What I was as an Artist Seemed to me of some importance But what I really was as a believer is the only thing of importance to me now. DR. COOPER'S, EDINBURGH. Here lies a priest of English blood, But as the first he still preferred, So here he chose to be interred, And, unobscured, from crowds withdrew To rest among a chosen few, In humble hopes that sovereign love POPE ADRIAN'S. Adrianus, Papa VI., hic situs est, que nihil sibi SHEIL'S, (THE IRISH ORATOR). Here lie I. There's an end to my woes. And my spirit at length at aise is, With the tip of my nose, and the ends of my toes, The eccentric Sternhold Oakes offered a reward for the best epitaph for his grave. Several tried for the prize, but they flattered him too much, he thought. At last he undertook it himself; and the following was the result: Here lies the body of Sternhold Oakes, Who lived and died like other folks. That was satisfactory, and the old gentleman claimed the prize, which, as he had the paying of it, was of course allowed. MORALIZING AND ADMONITORY. AT KENNEBUNK, MAINE. Rev. Daniel Little, 1801. Memento mori! preached his ardent youth, Memento mori! spoke maturer years; Memento mori! sighed his latest breath, Memento mori! now this stone declares. AT ANDOVER, MASS. John Abbot, 1793, æt. 90. Grass, smoke, a flower, a vapor, shade, a span, And they, who longest live, survive to see IN LLANGOWEN CHURCHYARD, WALES. Our life is but a summer's day: IN ST. SAVIOUR'S CHURCHYARD, SOUTHWARK. GARRICK'S EPITAPH ON QUINN, ABBEY CHURCH, BATH. IN NEWINGTON CHURCHYARD. Through Christ, I am not inferior IN LINCOLNSHIRE, ENGLAND. Under this solitary sod There lies a man Whose ways were very odd: Let them alone. To mend thine own: First cast a stone. ADVERTISING INSCRIPTIONS AND NOTICES. IN WILTSHIRE, ENGLAND. Beneath this stone in hopes of Zion, Is laid the landlord of the Lion. Resigned unto the heavenly will, His son keeps on the business still. In the cemetery of Montmartre, a memorial to a Parisian tradesman, killed in an émeute in the earlier part of the reign of Louis Phillippe, concludes with this advertisement:— This tomb was executed by his bereaved widow (veuve désolée,) who still carries on his business at No. Rue St. Martin. This announcement is from a Spanish journal: This morning our Saviour summoned away the jeweller Siebald Illmaga from his shop to another and better world. The undersigned, his widow, will weep upon his tomb, as will also his two daughters, Hilda and Emma, the former of whom is married, and the latter is open to an offer. The funeral will take place to-morrow. His disconsolate widow, Veronique Illmaga. P. S.-This bereavement will not interrupt our business, which will be carried on as usual, only our place of business will be removed from No. 3, Tessi de Teinturiers, to No. 4 Rue de Missionaire, as our grasping landlord has raised our rent. UNIQUE AND LUDICROUS EPITAPHS. ON A CONNECTICUT MAN WITH A REMARKABLE TUMOR. Our father lies beneath the sod, His spirit's gone unto his God; We never more shall hear his tread, ON THE BELOVED PARTNER OF ROBERT KEMP. She once was mine But now, oh, Lord, I her to Thee resign, and remain your obedient, humble servant, Robert Kemp. ON A MISER.. Here lies old Father Gripe, who never cried Jam satis; "Twould wake him did he know you read his tombstone gratis. |