Thomas Burnett. 1842. At midnight he was called away From his employment on the sea,— Altho’ his warning was but short, We hope he’s reached the heavenly port. ALRESFORD. On an Exciseman. No Supervisor’s check he fears, Now, no commissioner obeys; He’s free from cares, entreaties, tears, And all the heavenly orb surveys. ST. LAWRENCE, ISLE OF WIGHT. To the Memory of Robert Dyer, who was drowned, Aged 19. Ah! cruel death that would not spare A loving husband was so dear; This world he left, and me behind, The world to try, and friends to find. * * * * * Christ our Saviour is above, And him we hope to see— And all our friends that are behind Will soon come after we. WINCHESTER CATHEDRAL CHURCHYARD. This Stone was erected by the Brethren of Lodge CXI. of Free and accepted Masons, As a token of respect for their departed Brother, Jonathan Triggs, who received a Summons From the Great Architect Of the Universe, At the hour of High Twelve, on the 24 day of October. A.L. 5819. A.D. 1819. Aged 38 years. CARISBROOKE. On a Loving Couple. Of life he had the better slice, They lived at once, and died at twice, Herefordshire. HEREFORD. A virtuous woman is 5_s._ 0_d._ {48} to her husband. * * * * * Here a lovely youth doth lie, Which by accident did die; His precious breath was forced to yield, For by a waggon he was killed! * * * * * Alas! no more I could survive, For I is dead and not alive; And thou and time no longer shalt survive, But be as dead as any man alive. Hertfordshire. AMWELL. That which a Being was—what is it? Show That Being which it was, it is not now; To be what ’tis, is not to be, you see,— That which now is not, shall a Being be. ST. ALBANS. Hic jacet Tom Shorthose,— Sine tomba, sine sheet, sine riches; Quid vixit,—sine gowne, Sine cloake, sine shirt, sine breeches. * * * * *