On Thomas Jones.
Here for the nonce,
Came Thomas Jones,
In St. Giles’s Church to lye;
Non Welch before,
None Welchman more,
Till Show Clerk dy.He tole his bell,
He ring his knell.
He dyed well,
He’s sav’d from hell,
And so farewell,Tom Jones.
On Dr. Walker, who wrote a book called “Particles:”—
Here lie Walker’s Particles.
The tomb of Keats the Poet.
This grave contains
all
that was mortal
of a
young English Poet,
who
on his death bed,
in the bitterness of his heart
at the malicious power of his enemies,
desired these
words to be engraved on his tombstone:
“Here lies one
whose name was writ in water.”
February 24, 1821.
On Mr. Quin.
Says Epicure Quin, Should the devil in hell,
In fishing for men take delight,
His hook bait with ven’son, I love it so well,
Indeed I am sure I should bite.
Here lies Sir John Plumpudding of the Grange,
Who hanged himself one morning for a change.
On John Bell.
I Jocky Bell o’ Braikenbrow, lyes under this stane,
Five of my awn sons laid it on my wame;
I liv’d aw my dayes, but sturt or strife,
Was man o’ my meat, and master o’ my wife.
If you done better in your time, than I did in mine,
Take this stane aff my wame, and lay it on o’ thine.