MORALIZING AND ADMONITORY.
AT KENNEBUNK, MAINE.
Rev. Daniel Little, 1801.
Memento mori! preached his ardent youth,
Memento mori! spoke maturer years;
Memento mori! sighed his latest breath,
Memento mori! now this stone declares.
AT ANDOVER, MASS.
John Abbot, 1793, æt. 90.
Grass, smoke, a flower, a vapor, shade, a span,
Serve to illustrate the frail life of man;
And they, who longest live, survive to see
The certainty of death, of life the vanity.
IN LLANGOWEN CHURCHYARD, WALES.
Our life is but a summer’s day:
Some only breakfast, and away;
Others to dinner stay, and are full fed;
The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed.
Large his account, who lingers out the day;
Who goes the soonest, has the least to pay.
IN ST. SAVIOUR’S CHURCHYARD, SOUTHWARK.
Like to the damask rose you see,
Or like the blossom on the tree,
Or like the dainty flower of May,
Or like the morning of the day,
Or like the sun, or like the shade,
Or like the gourd which Jonas had;
Even so is man, whose thread is spun,
Drawn out, and cut, and so is done.
The rose withers, the blossom blasteth,
The flower fades, the morning hasteth:
The sun sets, the shadow flies,
The gourd consumes, and man he dies.
IN GILLINGHAM CHURCHYARD, ENG.
Take time in time while time doth last,
For time is not time when time is past.
GARRICK’S EPITAPH ON QUINN, ABBEY CHURCH, BATH.
Here lies James Quinn! Deign reader, to be taught,
Whate’er thy strength of body, force of thought,
In nature’s happiest mould however cast,
To this complexion thou must come at last.
IN NEWINGTON CHURCHYARD.
Through Christ, I am not inferior
To William the Conqueror.
IN LINCOLNSHIRE, ENGLAND.
Under this solitary sod
There lies a man
Whose ways were very odd:
Whatever his faults were,
Let them alone.
Let thy utmost care be
To mend thine own:
Let him without a sin
First cast a stone.