Epitaphiana; Or, The Curiosities of Churchyard Literature: Being a Miscellaneous Collection of EpitaphsTinsley, 1875 - 171 pages |
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aged Author Bath Abbey BEN JONSON Beneath this stone bones buried Campo Santo Nuovo CATACOMBS OF ROME Cave Cemetery Chichester Cathedral Christian church Churchyard Crown 8vo Curate's Discipline CUSTOMS dead death died doth lie dust earth ELIZABETH epitaph epitaphian erected Farewell father following inscription following lines GEORGE Gloucestershire gone grave Graveyard heart heaven honour husband inscribed JAMES JAMES GORDON BENNETT JAMES QUIN JOHN BASKERVILLE JOHN BUNN JOHN MACBETH kings laid lies JOHN lies my wife lies the body lieth lived Lord lost lyeth marble Marnhull MARY Mary's MATTHEW PRIOR memory Mistress of Langdale monument mother ne'er never o'er Old Moore OWEN MOORE Parish Poet poor reader rest ROBERT Sacred Samuel Tinsley Samuel Tinsley's Publications SARAH sepulchral soul Southampton Street Story Strand Swansea Tale thee thou tomb tombstone Underneath verse virtue vols WILLIAM woman writer
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Page 30 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Page 108 - Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve : Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher ? " But, in this case, the old prejudice got the better of the old joke.
Page 88 - Farewell, great painter of mankind ! Who reach'd the noblest point of art, Whose pictured morals charm the mind, And through the eye correct the heart. If Genius fire thee, reader, stay, If nature touch thee, drop a tear, If neither move thee — turn away — For Hogarth's honour'd dust lies here.
Page 132 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 131 - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England, exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his favourite name.
Page 118 - HERE continueth to rot The Body of FRANCIS CHARTRES, Who, with an INFLEXIBLE CONSTANCY, and INIMITABLE UNIFORMITY of Life PERSISTED, In spite of AGE and INFIRMITIES, In the Practice of EVERY HUMAN VICE, Excepting PRODIGALITY and HYPOCRISY: His insatiable AVARICE exempted him from the first, His matchless IMPUDENCE from the second.
Page 14 - HARRY'S BIG BOOTS: a Fairy Tale, for "Smalle Folke." By SE GAY. With 8 Full-page Illustrations and a Vignette by the author, drawn on wood by PERCIVAL SKELTON. Crown 8vo., handsomely bound in cloth, price 5s. " Some capital fun will be found in ' Harry's Big Boots.' . . . The illustrations are excellent, and so is the story.
Page 74 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Page 120 - And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. Their beer was strong; their wine was port; Their meal was large ; their grace was short.
Page 27 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake, forbeare To dig the dust enclosed here. Blessed be he that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.