Ye witty mortals! as you’re passing by, Remark that near this monument doth lie, Centered in dust, Described thus: Two Husbands, two Wives, Two Sisters, two Brothers, Two Fathers, a Son, Two Daughters, two Mothers, A Grandfather, a Grandmother, a Granddaughter, An Uncle, and an Aunt—their Niece follow’d after! This catalogue of persons mentioned here Was only five, and all from incest free! * * * * * I went and ’listed in the Tenth Hussars, And gallopped with them to the bloody wars; “Die for your sovereign—for your country die!” To earn such glory feeling rather shy, Snug I slipped home. But death soon sent me off, After a struggle with the hooping cough! * * * * * Here lies poor Charlotte, Who died no harlot; But in her virginity, Of the age nineteen, In this vicinity, Rare to be found or seen. BERKELEY. Here lies the Earl of Suffolk’s fool, Men call’d him Dicky Pearce, His folly serv’d to make folks laugh, When wit and mirth were scarce. Poor Dick, alas! is dead and gone! What signifies to cry? Dickeys enough are still behind, To laugh at by and by. Buried 1728. CIRENCESTER. Our bodies are like shoes, which off we cast,— Physic their coblers, and Death their last. * * * * * Mercye, God of my misdede; Ladye, help at my most neede; On a brass plate under theyre feete, Reye gracious I ha to Endles lyfe at thy grete dome, where alle Schalle apere, Hughe Norys Groe, and Johan, hys wyf, now dede in Grave and Buryed here; Yo P’yers desyringe therre soules for chere, the X day of July, the yere of oure Lorde God, MDCCCCCXXIX. This epitaph appears on a flat stone, with the effigies of a man and woman. * * * * * On Two Infants. Two lovelier babes ye nare did se Than God A’mighty gaed to we, Bus the was o’ertaken we agur (ague) fits, And hare tha lies as dead as nits! NORTH CERNEY. Here lieth, ready to start, in full hopes to save his distance, Timothy Turf, formerly Stud Groom to Sir Mamaduke Match’em, and Late Keeper of the Racing Stables on Cerney Downs:— But Was beat out of the world on the 1st of April last, by that inivincible ROCKINGHAM DEATH. N.B.—He lived and died an honest man. CHELTENHAM. “Here lies I and my three daughters, Killed by a drinking the Cheltenham waters; If we had stuck to Epsom salts, We’d not been a lying in these here vaults.” MINCHIN HAMPTON. To the Memory of Jeremiah Buck, Esq. died 1653.