EPITAPHS.
In Stratford Churchyard, near Salisbury.
To the memory of Elizabeth,wife of
William Brunsdon, who died Dec. 31,
1779, aged 101 years.
Freed from the sorrows, sickness, pain, and care,
To which all breath-inspired clay is heir,
The tend'rest mother, and the worthiest wife,
Reaps the full harvest of a well-spent life.
Here rest her ashes with her kindred dust—
Death's only conquest o'er the favoured just:
Her soul in Christ the tyrant's power defied,
And the Saint triumphed when the woman died.
In Amesbury Churchyard, Witts.
When sorrow weeps o'er virtue's sacred dust,
Then tears become us, and our grief is just;
Such cause had she to weep who gratefully pays
This last sad tribute of her love and praise,
Who mourns a sister and a friend combined,
Where female softness met a manly mind:
Mourns, but not murmurs—sighs, but not despairs—
Feels for her loss, but as a Christian bears.
COLBOURNE.