’Tis my request
My bones may rest
Within this chest
Without molest.
In Ickworth Church, Suffolk, is the following tribute to Lady Elizabeth Mansel:
Just in the noon of life—those golden days
When the mind ripens ere the form decays,
The hand of fate untimely cut her thread,
And left the world to weep that virtue fled,
Its pride when living, and its grief when dead.