PRESBURY.
Beneath this stône lyes Edward Green,
Who for cutting stône famous was seên.
But he was sênt to apprehend
One Joesph Clarke, of Kerredge End,
For stêaling Deer of Squire Dounes,
Where he was shôt, and died o’th wounds.
DAVENHAM.
On David Berkenhead.
A tailor by profession,
And in the practice, a plain and honest man.
He was a useful member of society;
For, though he picked holes in no man’s coat,
He was ever ready to repair
The mischief that others did.
And whatever breaches broke out in families,
He was the man to mend all,
And make matters up again.
He lived and died respected.
Forty years’ service in Lord Penryhn’s family, induced Lady Penryhn to bestow this stone to his memory.
CHESTER.
On an Old Woman who sold Pots.
Beneath this stone lies Cath’rine Gray,
Changed to a lifeless lump of clay.
By earth and clay she got her pelf,
Yet now she’s turn’d to Earth herself.
Ye weeping friends, let me advise,
Abate your grief, and dry your eyes.
For what avails a flood of tears?
Who knows, but in a run of years,
In some tall pitcher or broad pan,
She in her shop may be again?