50
Appendix.
In the same churchyard is the following:—
"She was,—but room forbids to tell you what;—
Think what a wife should be, for she was that."
By the chancel door of Hartland Abbey Church, also called Stoke St. Nectan, in Devonshire, is the tomb of one Docton, bearing a quaint inscription, beginning "Rejoice not over me, oh my enemie." This stone was once surrounded by a brass rim, with the following verse:—
"Here I lie outside the chancel door;
Here I lie because I'm poor:
The further in, the more they pay;
But here I lie as warm as they."
"Here old John Randal lies,
Who, counting from his tale,
Liv'd threescore years and ten,
Such vertue was in ale.
Ale was his meat,
Ale was his drink,
Ale did his heart revive,
And if he could have drunk his ale,
He still had been alive.—
He died January 5,
1698."
Great Wolford Churchyard.
"Whether he lives, or whether he dies,
Nobody laughs and nobody cries;
Where he's gone and how he fares,
Nobody knows and nobody cares."
Stepney.
