SELBY.
Here lies the body of poor Frank Row,
Parish clerk, and grave-stone cutter;
And this is writ to let you know,
What Frank for others us’d to do,
Is now for Frank done by another.
BARWICK-IN-ELMET.
On a Marine Officer.
Here lies, retired from busy scenes,
A first lieutenant of marines,
Who lately lived in gay content
On board the brave ship Diligent.
Now stripped of all his warlike show,
And laid in box of elm below,
Confined in earth in narrow borders,
He rises not till further orders.
BIRSTALL.
This is to the memory of old Amos,
Who was, when alive for hunting famous,
But now his chases are all o’er,
And here he’s earthed—of years fourscore.
Upon this stone he’s often sat,
And tried to read his epitaph;
And thou who dost so at this moment,
Shalt, ere long, somewhere lie dormant.
ROTHERHAM.
We joined was in mutual love,
And so we did remain,
Till parted was by God above,
In hopes to meet again.