"Here lies the body of Richard Hind,
Who was neither ingenuous, sober, or kind."
"The Lord saw good,—I was lopping off wood,
And down fell from the tree;
I met with a check, and I broke my neck,
And so death lopp'd off me."
The following colloquial Epitaph is from St. Margaret Moses, London:—
| "Body.] I, Mary Pawson, ly below slepyng. | ||
| Soul.] I, Mary Pawson, sit above waking. | ||
| Both. |  |
We hope to meet again with glory cloathed, |
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Then Mary Pawson for ever blessed." | |
"In memory of David Fletcher, smith to this church, who died Feb. 14, 1744, aged 48.
My sledge and hammer lie reclin'd;
My bellows too have lost their wind;
My fire's extinguish'd, forge decay'd,
And in the dust my vice is laid;
My coal is spent, my iron gone,
My last nail's driven,—my work is done.
Finis coronat opus."
"Underneath lieth the remains of Patrick Jones, son of Morris and Catherine Jones, of this town, who departed this life Dec. 16, 1811, aged 19.
Our life is but a winter's day,—
Some only breakfasts and away;
