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Quaint Epitaphs
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2019
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Here lies the body of Obadiah Wilkinson
And Ruth, his wife.
Their warfare is accomplished.
Franklin White
Here lies Frank a shining light
Whose name, life, actions all were white.
Reader pass on. Don't waste your time
On bad biography and bitter rhyme.
For what I am this crumbling clay assures,
And what I was is no affair of yours.
God works a wonder now and then,
He though a lawyer was an honest man.
Dr. Somerby
At length a grave spots for him provided,
Where all through him so many of us died did.
Early, bright, chaste as morning dew,
She sparkled, was exalted and went to heaven.
Norfolk.
Lieut. Nathan Davis
Died in 1781
Death is a debt that's justly due,
That I have paid and so must you.
Elizabeth, wife of Nathan Davis
Died 1786
This debt I owe is justly due,
And I am come to sleep with you.
NEW YORK
Skaneateles.
Underneath this pile of stones
Lie's all thats left of Sally Jones.
Her name was Lord it was not Jones.
But Jones was used to ryme with stones.
Mary Drummond Smith
Neuralgia worked on Mrs. Smith
'Till neath the sod it laid her.
She was a worthy Methodist
And served as a crusader.
Wyoming County.
She was in health at 11.30 a. m.
And left for Heaven at 3.30 p. m.
East Thompson.
Here lies one who never sacrificed his reason to superstitious God, nor ever believed that Jonah swallowed the whale.
New York City.
Trinity Churchyard
1767
Tho' Boreas' blasts and boisterous waves
Have tossed me to and fro,
In spite of both by God's decree
I harbor here below;
Where I do now at anchor ride
With many of our fleet,
Yet once again I must set sail,
My Admiral Christ to meet.
Alden White
Grim death took me without any warning,
I was well one day, and stone dead next morning.
Madeline White
God takes the good too good on earth to stay,
God leaves the bad too bad to take away.
Sarah Thomas is dead and that's enough
The candle is out and so is the snuff
Her soul is in Heaven you need not fear
And all that's left is buried here.
Ithaca.
The pale consumption gave the mortal blow.
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