Highways and Byways in Sussex

by E. V. Lucas

Winds are glancing from sunbright Lancing to Shoreham, crowned with the grace of years;

Shoreham, clad with the sunset, glad and grave with glory that death reveres.

Old Shoreham Bridge.

A SHOREHAM EPITAPH

In the churchyard there was once (and may be still, but I did not find it) an epitaph on a child of eight months, in the form of a dialogue between the deceased and its parents. It contained these lines:—

"'I trust in Christ,' the blessed babe replied,

Then smil'd, then sigh'd, then clos'd its eyes and died."