Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/In the Churchyard of Langtown, Cumberland

In the Churchyard of Langtown, Cumberland.

Life's like an inn where travellers stay:
Some only breakfast and away,
Others to dinner stay, and are full fed—
The oldest only sup and go to bed:
Long is his bill who lingers out the day,
Who goes the soonest has the least to pay