George S. Masters.
Welsh Hampton, Salop.
"The bathos can no further go" (Vol. vii., p. 5.).—
Inscription copied, Nov. 21, 1833, from a tombstone to a fisherman in Bathford churchyard.
"He drags no more, his nets reclin'd,
And all his tackle left behind,
His anchors cast within the veil,
No storms tempestious him assail.
In peace he rest—an Jesus plain
Reader I here lies—an honest man,
A husband—father—friend—compeer—
To all—who knew him—truely dear.
Search the Great Globe!—How few, alas!
Are worthy now to—take his place."
B. H. 1805."
Some rural wag had substituted with his pencil
three words for the last three, which certainly rhymed better with alas!
E. D.
Allow me to send you one of much merit, founded upon the same metaphor as those inserted at the page above quoted:
"Life's like an inn where travellers stay;
Some only breakfast, and away: