Fit emblems of the whiteness of her trade.
Let no bombastic lines be carved in stone,
No fulsome epitaph, no flattering hope,
Be this the plain inscription—this alone—
“She never yet was badly off for soap.”
C. E. Tisdall, D.D. Dublin,
The Elocutionist. July 15, 1882.
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Gray’s Elegy.
(In an Irish Prison.)