"En ego Campana, nunquam denuntio vana, Laudo Deum verum, plebem voco, congrego clerum. Defunctos plango, vivos voco, fulmina frango, Vox mea, vox vitae, voco vos, ad sacra venite. Sanctos collaudo, tonitrua fugo, funera claudo, Funera plango, fulgura frango, Sabbatha pango, Excito lentos, dissipo ventos, paco cruentos." Occasionally, some of the more peculiar of these uses were expressed in English: "Sometimes joy, sometimes sorrow. Marriage to-day, and Death to-morrow." They generally lose their point when they lose their Latinity. The mottoes on old bells, other than those which were dictated by the reverential feeling of the middle ages, comprise instances of vanity, ignorance, and silliness, such as would hardly be expected in these matters. Sometimes a kind of moral aphorism is attempted, with more or less success. "Mankind, like us, too oft are found Possessed of nought but empty sound. When backward rung, I tell of fire; Think how the world shall thus expire. When souls are from their body torn, 'Tis not to die, but to be born." One, very short, bids us to "Embrace trew musick." A bell-founder named Pleasant used to put all kinds of punning mottoes on his bells suggested by his name. Some record the financial virtues of the persons who supplied the money for casting the bell: "I'm given here to make a peal, And sound the praise of Mary Neale." "All ye who hear my solemn sound. Thank Lady Hopton's hundred pound." "Robert Forman collected the money for casting this bell: I'll surely do my part as well." The name of the founder is sometimes supplanted by that of the churchwarden, or they may appear in companionship. "John Martin of Worcester he made wee, Be it known to all that do wee see." "John Draper made, as plainly doth appeare. This bell was broake and cast againe wich tyme churchwardens were, Edward Dixon for the one who stode close to his tacklin. And he that was his partner then was Alexander Tacklyn." The rhymster was evidently driven to his wits' end by the name of Tacklyn. Some had a touch of loyalty in them: "God save the Church, Our Queen, and Realme, And send us peace in Xt." The following are examples of a more or less childish class, marvels to find perpetuated in hard metal: "My sound is good, my shape is neat: Perkins made me all complete." "I am the first, although but small, I will be heard above you all." "I sound aloud from day to day: My sound hath praise, and well it may." "I ring to sermon with a lusty boom, That all may come, and none may stay at home." "Pull on, brave boys; I am metal to the backbone, I'll be hanged before I'll crack."