“The following reference to one departed Mr. Strange, of the legal profession, is rather complimentary; and I have only to hope that the fact of the case is as stated, and that the writer was not led away by the obvious opportunity of making a point, to exaggerate the virtues of the deceased. It looks a little suspicious.” (Dickens).
“Here lies an honest lawyer,
And that is Strange.”
“Dr. I. Letsome wrote the following epitaph for his own tombstone; but it is not likely that he allowed his friends, or at least his patients, to read it until he was under the turf, or out of practice:”—
“When people’s ill, they comes to I,
I physics, bleeds, and sweats ’em;
Sometimes they live, sometimes they die;
What’s that to I? I. Letsome.” (lets ’em.)
Here lies one Foot, whose death may thousands save;
For Death himself has now one Foot i’ th’ grave.
On a Gentleman who expended his Fortune in
Horse-racing.
John ran so long, and ran so fast,
No wonder he ran out at last;
He ran in debt, and then to pay,
He distanced all—and ran away.
On a Miser.
They call’d thee rich, I deem’d thee poor,
Since, if thou dar’dst not use thy store,
But sav’d it only for thy heirs,
The treasure was not thine—but theirs.