A laconic epitaph:

Snug.

Since all that's mortal turns to dust
Reader! be humble and be just;
'Twill ease thy mind of anxious care
And sooth thy passage—God knows where!

On this marble drop a tear—
Here lies poor Rosalind:
All mankind were pleas'd with her
And she with all mankind.

Pray for me, old Thomas Dunn
But if you don't, tis all one.