A collection of epitaphs and monumental inscriptions, ancient and modern, by W. Graham1821 |
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... pain and sickness are no more . HENRY WITHERS , Lieutenant - General , died November 11 , 1729 , aged 78 years . Here Withers rests ! thou brayest , gentlest mind , Thy country's friend , but more of human kind . Oh born to arms ! oh ...
... pain and sickness are no more . HENRY WITHERS , Lieutenant - General , died November 11 , 1729 , aged 78 years . Here Withers rests ! thou brayest , gentlest mind , Thy country's friend , but more of human kind . Oh born to arms ! oh ...
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... painful illness He resigned his soul to God , August 20 , 1793 . Aged 81 years . His Nephew , G. A. T. A. M. To whose lot it fell to perform it , Offers this unavailing tribute as a testimony , Though small , Of duty and affection ...
... painful illness He resigned his soul to God , August 20 , 1793 . Aged 81 years . His Nephew , G. A. T. A. M. To whose lot it fell to perform it , Offers this unavailing tribute as a testimony , Though small , Of duty and affection ...
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... pain , death saw him sore oppress'd , Pitied his sighs and kindly gave him rest . ON FRANCES JOHNSON , Who died in good health without a moment's warning . The voice of this alarming scene , May every heart obey ; Nor be the heav'nly ...
... pain , death saw him sore oppress'd , Pitied his sighs and kindly gave him rest . ON FRANCES JOHNSON , Who died in good health without a moment's warning . The voice of this alarming scene , May every heart obey ; Nor be the heav'nly ...
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... pains and griefs she ow'd , Her conquering faith and patience he bestow'd ; Reader may thou obtain , like precious faith , To smile in anguish and rejoice in death . Also of JOHN HENBEST , Died , 5th March , 1803 ; aged 74 . They died ...
... pains and griefs she ow'd , Her conquering faith and patience he bestow'd ; Reader may thou obtain , like precious faith , To smile in anguish and rejoice in death . Also of JOHN HENBEST , Died , 5th March , 1803 ; aged 74 . They died ...
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... pain , and lov'd by all around ; His pains are o'er , his grief for ever done , A life of everlasting joy , he's now begun . IN MEMORY OF MR . CHARLES RICHARD , Died , 20th May , 1809 ; aged 50 . How lov'd , how valu'd once , avails ...
... pain , and lov'd by all around ; His pains are o'er , his grief for ever done , A life of everlasting joy , he's now begun . IN MEMORY OF MR . CHARLES RICHARD , Died , 20th May , 1809 ; aged 50 . How lov'd , how valu'd once , avails ...
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aged ANN OF CLEVE Battle of Trafalgar Beneath this stone blessed blest bliss bloom body born breath buried Captain Carlisle Christ Christian Church Church-yard daugh daughter dead dear death died doth Dumfries dust Earl earth EDWARD EDWARD RIOU epitaph erected eternal eyes faith fame fate father flow'r following Inscription GEORGE grace grave grief happy hath heart Heav'n Heav'nly honor hope humble husband INFANT JAMES JAMES QUIN JOHN MILTON JOSEPH ADDISON King King of Scotland Kirklinton lamented LAMONBY lies life's liv'd live Lord lov'd marble married MARY MEMORY OF JOHN monument mortal mother mourn ne'er North Shields Northallerton o'er October parent parish peace poor praise Reader resign'd rest RICHARD GARTH ROBERT sacred SAMUEL BARRINGTON shine sigh skies sleep sorrows soul spirit tear tender thee thine THOMAS thro tomb truth virtues virtuous weep wife WILLIAM worms youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 87 - Why do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death's alarms? 'tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms.
Seite 285 - Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind ; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart : To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill, he was still hard of hearing : When they talk'd of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet,* and only took snuff.
Seite 203 - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain ; Were death denied, to live would not be life ; Were death denied, even fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure : we fall ; we rise ; we reign ! Spring from our fetters ; fasten in the skies ; Where blooming Eden withers in our sight : Death gives us more than was in Eden lost. This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
Seite 3 - Unblam'd through life, lamented in thy end, These are thy honours ! not that here thy bust Is mix'd with heroes, or with...
Seite 233 - Berkshire, •This modest stone, what few vain marbles can, May truly say, Here lies an honest man : A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace.
Seite 71 - EPITAPH ON AN INFANT. ERE Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care ; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there.
Seite 237 - JLjO ! where this silent Marble weeps, A Friend, a Wife, a Mother sleeps : A Heart, within whose sacred cell The peaceful Virtues lov'd to dwell. Affection warm, and faith sincere, • And soft humanity were there.
Seite 258 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here : Blest be the man that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.
Seite 61 - HEAR what the voice from heaven proclaims, For all the pious dead, Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus and are bless'd ; How kind their slumbers are ! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare.
Seite 7 - Wide o'er this breathing world, a Garrick came. Though sunk in death the forms the Poet drew, The Actor's genius bade them breathe anew ; Though, like the bard himself, in night they lay, Immortal Garrick call'd them back to day : And till Eternity with power sublime Shall mark the mortal hour of hoary Time, Shakspeare and Garrick like twin stars shall shine, And earth irradiate with a beam divine." It would be an insult to my readers' understandings to attempt any thing like a criticism on this...