Litchfield enquirer., 1856-07-17
Sepulchral Literature.
No. 1T.

the ignorant, the high and the low, alike il- teresting to all classes-has, nevertheless, faiiea to obtain much regard from those to whom its lessons of warning or of consolation are ad- dressed Many of them, however, are very simple and affecting, and express mere in few words than We usually observe in this kind oi composition.
 Near London is the small parish of Bays water, with it's old crueiform church and bury lug ground This suburban village is the resort, on Sabbath day, of multitudes from among the laborng classes of the metropolis, who wish to enjoy for an hour or two, at small expense, the benefit of country air and scenery. Water crosses are very abundant here, and the visitors whom you meet returning from their Sabbath excurson are generally well supplied with this sort of salad wherewith to make their return home welcome. Few, however, of the count less crowds who in the course of season visit BaySwatcr, are aware that it's churchyard coa- tains the mortal remains of Laurence Sttrnc About half way down the ground, on the left hand, uclisiug against the wall and oi)scurri by wild grass and briars, unnoticcd and unknown, stands an exceedingly rude memorial of this gifted author and divine It is made of com mon, rough stone, and is covered with the fol- lowing inscription: Ncar this place lies the body of The Reverend Laurence Stornc. \. M. :; Died Sept. 18th. l1GS-agrG 53 years. What tid it boot him rdiculcd, at'uscd- By fools insulted and by prudrs accusc1; In him, mu reader view thy future fate like him deSpisc what sin to hate. This monumental store erected to the memory of the deceased Ey two brother M.sons: for although he 6i not live to Ike member of their Society, yet all his incoupanslc performances evidently prove him to have acted by rule and square. They rejoice in this opportunity of pcrpetuati: his high and ir IT 2roac.ls le character tu after ages Aug. lS2l. How nnaccouutah!c it seems to us that the noble, the wealthy, tine witty ars the guy from amongst his own countrymcn who are cEarac- ter:Sticay so atfectouate in their rcAcmbranccS, so patriotic, as well as witty when the wine is good, and so fond too of considering Strrnc among the great lights of Ireland, and who, with the thousands of oth. r nations, have for more than century laughed and wondered and wept over his pages, have never vet had the magaanimous foresight to hoaoc themselves by erecting suitable monument to his mcmory This is rcproach that never can be wiped away.
 shall now furnish from my note book few of those Epitaphs which though somewhat curious, seem net to be generally known. On the tombstone of Stephen Rambold of Oxford, i, this brief memorial lie lived one hundred and fvo, i!rgHc and strong; Al hundred tn i've
 You live not so long.
 The churchyard of lIythe in the county Of Kent, has two or three very plain and unprc- tending cpitaphs, and one extremely ludcrouS :: of the former class is the epitaph of John and Martha Wright It says muttum iH pqrro'- 1 Plain in their f,-:a but rich they were in mind, Religious. GHi@t, honest lnrck and kini.
 Sophia Bcvil, a chti two years old, has this memorial
 Rest soft thy dust t-wait the Almightys will,
 Rise with the just. anl be an angel still
 A more recent production is the following ludicrous inScrilt:o@ 1 Here fast asleep. fuli six feet deep, And seventy Summers ripe, Georgs Thomas lies in hopes to rise And smoke an thcr pipe.
 An old fisherman is thas remembered in the same churclyarll- l. is net ol tishcr George long drew; [ Shoals upon shoals he cu,sht Till death came hauling for his due i Alt m,pic poor George his trA!-ht Death fishes on through various shades IT vain it is to fr,t. . Nor t!sh ur ii>h"rnI,.n escapes
 Irat, all clr!o~ing nrt. Among the military iuScr, ;onS in the ma rinc burylng ground at Chichester, may be seen the following cpitalh--
 Here lies q true sol fer whom all must ap7aui- Much hardship he Sutrct at home and abroad; : 'nt th" hl,d",t cll.s ,,G'inrnt he ever Was in i WAS thr battle of sci in the conquest of sn
 In the bury;ng ground of the parish church in the same town is the following inscription: Art thou n health and spri:s gayl / l. too, was SD the other d;.y; An thought myself of lie as safe
 As thou who read st my clitaph. 1 At Cheshire, so celebrated for it's clccsr, is a very curious epitaph on the tombstone of a man who through long life had loved and followed the calling of a tailor. Here lies cntombcd within this vault 80 dark, \ tailor soldier. cloth drawer and clerk Death snatched him hence. and also from him took His needle, thmblc, sword and prayer book, lie could no longer work nor fight, what then? He left tn" world and isintiy cried "A;ncn.'
 A friend has furnished the following selection which are worthy of d record
 EWtaph on 0n Eminent GeolQgia Where shall we our grclt Professor inter, That in p'.icc Ia ~ res. his bones! II We hcw min rocky scpulchrc He Il arise and break the stones: And examine the stratum that lies arounl 1 For he's quite in lis clement un Ter ground!
 If with nattociz an,l spade his body we lay In the common alluvia soil,