Pate Watt, gin ye speer.
Poor Pate! is that thou?
Ay, by my soul, is't;
But I's dead now."
J. Mn.
Epitaph composed by an old gardener at Ilderton, Northumberland, for his own tombstone:
"Under this stone lies Bobbity John,
Who, when alive, to the world was a wonder;
And would have been so yet, had not Death in a fit
Cut his soul and his body asunder."