STANFORD.
Here lies
the body of Richard Clarke,
who died ----
Aged -- years,
Who lies here? Who do you think?
Poor old Clarke—give him some drink.
What! dead men drink? The reason why,—
When he was alive he was always dry.
And four of his children.
LITTLE ILFORD.
In Memory of
Smart Leithceulier, Esq.
A Gentleman of polite literature and elegant taste; an encourager of art and ingenious artists; a studious promoter of literary inquiries; a companion and friend
of learned men; industriously versed in the science of antiquity; and richly possessed of the curious productions of Nature: but who modestly desired no other inscription on his tomb than what he had made the rule of his life:—
“To do justly—to love mercy—
And to walk humbly with his God.”
Born, November 3, 1701. Died without issue.
August 27, 1760.
GREAT COGGESHALL.
To the Memory of
Thomas Hanse.
“Lord, thy grace is free,—why not for me?”