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قراءة كتاب Funny Epitaphs
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Orono;
Worn down with toil and care, he in a trice
Exchang'd his wigwam for a paradise.
From St. Philip's Churchyard, Birmingham:
To the memory of James Baker, who died January 27th, 1781.
To take him before and leave me behind?
You should have taken both of us, if either,
Which would have been more pleasing to the survivor.
Died, on the 14th inst., Henry Wilkins Glyn, aged 3 days and 7 hours. After a long and painful illness, which he bore with Christian fortitude, this youthful martyr departed to his rest.
He fell in the water and never got out,
And still is supposed to be floating about.
The one of wood
Was very good;
We cannot say so much for t' other.
Epitaphs on Women.
An epitaph from an Irish graveyard:
Grand-niece to Edmund Burke,
Commonly called "the sublime."
She was bland, passionate, and religious,
Also,
She painted in water-colors.
Also,
She sent several articles to the Exhibition.
She was first cousin to Lady Jones.
And of such is the kingdom of heaven.
Amen.
At St. Albans:
Who was so very pure within,
She burst the outer shell of sin,
And hatched herself a cherubim.
There is an epitaph of an eccentric character that may be seen on a tombstone at the burying-grounds near Hoosick Falls, New York. It reads:
Ruth Sprague, Daughter of Gibson and Elizabeth Sprague. Died June 11, 1846, aged 9 years, 4 months, and 3 days.
She was stolen from the grave by Roderick R. Clow, dissected at Dr. P. M. Armstrong's office, in Hoosick, N. Y., from which place her mutilated remains were obtained and deposited here.
Her bones anatomized,
Her soul, we trust, has risen to God,
Where few physicians rise.