Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/In Ripon Churchyard, Yorkshire

In Ripon Churchyard, Yorkshire.

Reader, who gazing on this lettered stone,
My fate displaying, thoughtless of thine own,
On this important truth thou mayst rely,
To thee both death and judgment may be nigh.
Oh! let this solemn thought, whoe'er thou art,
Find place within, and regulate thy heart.