Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1871-02-11

And he that reads, think OF Inc,
And ofthe glass that runs for thee.
ON A COXCOMB,
Lightly lay tho earth on Billy's breast.
His chicken heart so tender;
But build q castle on his head,
His skull will prop 1t under.
Here lieth In sooth,
Honest John Tooth,
Whom Death on q day,
From us drew Rway.n
The subjoined was written for a man
named So, who desired that his name
might be introduced as often az posi-
bic:
SO did he live, SO did he die.
So, so did he 2 SO let him lie!
AT the northeast corner ofthe ceme-
try Of st. Patrick's Cathedral, in the
city Of Dublin there is a slab Of granite
bearing the following epitaph;
Here lies my poor wife much lamented
She's happy-I'm contented.
on AN L FISHERMAN OF ENT
Death fishes on through various shades,
In vain IL Is to fret;
Nor fSh or fisherman escapes
Deaths all-enclOsing net.
A simple epitaph, in st. Pancras
Churcll-yard, England, is touchingly
commemorative Of the gluttony Of a
husband and the grief Of his widow;
ELIZA, sorrowlng, rears this marble slab
To herdear John, who died of eating crab"
In Oxford, n. H., is o tomstbone
with the following epitaph upon it;
"To all my friends l bid adieu,
A more sudden death you never knew;
AS ! was leading the old mare to drink,
She kicked and Killed me quick as wink"
The following is said to be inscribed
upon the tomb of an idiot at Colne, in
Lancashire, England;
II Innocence may claim a place in heaven,
And little be required for little given,
My great Creator has for me in store.
A world of bliss what can the wise have
more2
A Worcestershire poet has recorded, in
the churchyard of Melton Mowbray, a
very different conception 0four "earth-
ly Inn.n He says:
"The worlds an Inn, and l her guest:
I'VE eat and drank and took my rest
With her awhile, and now | pay
Her lavish bill, and 30 my way
Lord Byron was the author of an
epitaph Oh John Adams, of Southwell,
a carrier, who died Of drunkenness:
"John Adams lies here, of the parish OF
Southwell,
A carrier who carried his can TO his mouth
well;
He carried so much, and he carried SO fast
He could carry no more-so was earned at
For the liquor he drank, being to much fol
one;
lie couldno carry of, so he'snow carbon
In the chapel-yard, Leeds on the
tomb of Joseph Tate, who died No
vember II, 1887.
'Mild was his temper, generous his mind
\ tender husband, Hospitality kind;
Amind from envy and from censure free
Adorned with candor II humility
EPITAPH.
Stop, passenger, for here is laid
one who the debt of nature paid.
This is not strange, the reader cries,
We all know here u dead man lies,
You're right, but stop, III tell you NOR,
He meyer paid a debt before;
And now hes gone, III further say,
He never will another pay.
More poetical, as well as more indig
nant, is the expression of feeling, in
stanza, OIL an old grave stone in the an
Glen burial ground of Stonehanl, owe
the re mains of Mr.. Gould, who wa
cruelty murdered for his money:
"All moral ties they burst %asunder,
No laws would these vile Wretches bln1,
For naught butmurder, guilt and plundeI
In thclrvile hearts could refuge hnd'"
The following, which is still to b
found in B~raunst0n church yard IS
! rare example ofthe anti-orthOgraphI
( cal, the semi-cynical, the apolegetieaI
r and pious. William Barrow's thu
confesses himself to posterity:
"'Tis true, l led q a single life,
mare was married in my life;
For OF that sex / mare had one
1t is the Lord His will be lone.
+ Flangollen Church-yard:
| Underneath lieth the remains of Patric
Jones, son Of Morris n Catherine Jone
, of this town, who departed this life Deeen
Der Is, 1911, aged 10.
tour life Is but q winters day
Some only breakfast and away;
Others to dinner stay, n are full iedi
The Oldest man but sups n goes to bed I,
; Large is his debt who fingers all the day,
Whogoes the soonest has the leastto pay
The following epitaphs are to b
found in a graveyard at Baton Roug
La:
"Here lies buried in this tomb
A constant sufferer OF salt rheum,
Which finally in truth did pass
To spotted erysipelas,
Husband brave, a fathertrue,
Here he lies, and so must you,"
A., On another stone;
"Hcre lies the body of David Jones. III
last words were, 4 die n Christian anu
Democrat"
Frank Fry, of Christian Maltort
, wits, England, whose house lie In tn
ehurch-yard of his native village
) wrote for himself the following epitapE
"Here lies /
J Who did die;
u lie did
AS | die did,
Old Frank Fry
When the worms COMES
To pick up their crumbs,
They'll have in l
A rare Frank Fry!
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