Whether sailor or not, for a moment avast; Poor Tom’s mizen topsail is laid to the mast; He’ll never turn out, or more heave the lead; He’s now all aback, nor will sails shoot ahead; He ever was brisk, &, though now gone to wreck, When he hears the last whistle he’ll jump upon deck. * * * * * Epitaph on a Sailor. Tom Taugh lies below, as gallant arous. * * * * * On a Man who was killed by a blow from a Sky Rocket. Here I lie, Killed by a Sky Rocket in my eye. * * * * * On a Post Boy, who was killed by the overturning of a Chaise. Here I lays, Killed by a Chaise. * * * * * Here lies I no wonder I’se dead, For a broad wheeled Waggon went over my head * * * * * On a Miser. Here lies one for medicine would not give A little gold, and so his life he lost; I fancy now he’d wish to live again, Could he but know how much his funeral cost. * * * * * On a Miser. Iron was his chest, Iron was his door, His hand was iron, And his heart was more. * * * * * On a Miser. Here lies old father GRIPE, who never cried “_Jam satis_;” ’Twould wake him did he know, you read his tombstone gratis. * * * * * On an Old Covetous Usurer. You’d have me say, here lies T. U. But I do not believe it; For after Death there’s something due, And he’s gone to receive it. * * * * * On an Usurer. Here lies ten in the hundred In the ground fast ram’d, ’Tis an hundred to ten, But his soul is damned. * * * * * Epitaph on the grave of a Smuggler killed in a fight with Revenue Officers. Here I lies Killed by the XII. * * * * * On a Miser. Here lies one who lived unloved, and died unlamented; who denied plenty to himself, and assistance to his friends, and relief to the poor; who starved his family, oppressed his neighbours, and plagued himself to gain what he could not enjoy; at last Death, more merciful to him than he was to himself, released him from care, and his family from want; and here he lies with the grovelling worm, and with the dirt he loved, in fear of a resurrection, lest his heirs should have spent the money he left behind, having laid up no treasure where moth and rust do not corrupt, nor thieves break through and steal.