Nasby in Exile: or, Six Months of Travel in England, Ireland, Scotland, France, Germany, Switzerland and Belgium, with many things not of travel
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The Bodyes of 3 sonns
of Mr. Christopher Chapman,
Richard Christopher and
Peter Peter dyed the 11th
of September, 1672.
Richard dyed the 1th of
February, 1672, and
Christopher Chapman,
M. of Artes, dyed the 25
of March, 1675.
The next is a memorial to an authoress, who was the most popular of her
day, and whose pieces were the delight of London. To-day, she is only
remembered by book-worms and antiquaries:--
MRS. APHRA BEHN,
Dyed April 16,
A.D. 1689.
Here lies a proof that Wit can never be
Defence enough against Mortality.
This lady was the authoress of many dramatic pieces--all as dead as
their author.
The Wesley family are represented in this:--
NUTTY, SUSANNA,
URSULA, SAMUEL,
WESLEY.
1725, 1726, 1727, 1731.
Infant children of
_Samuel Wesley_,
Brother of John Wesley.
The British merchant was honored, as well as the British soldier:--
SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF
JONAS HANWAY,
who departed this life September 5, 1786, aged 74,
but whose name liveth, and will ever live,
whilst active Piety shall distinguish
_The Christian_.
Integrity and Truth shall recommend
_The British Merchant_.
And universal Kindness shall characterize
_The Citizen of the World_.
The helpless _Infant_ natur'd thro' his care:
The friendless _Prostitute_ sheltered and reformed;
The hopeless _Youth_ rescu'd from Misery and Rum,
And trained to serve and to defend his country,
Uniting in one common strain of gratitude,
Bear testimony to their Benefactors' virtues--
_This_ was the _Friend_ and _Father_ of the Poor.
[Sidenote: RELIGIOUS SERVICES.]
The wandering about among the tombs of so many illustrious dead, and the
reading of so many fulsome epitaphs--albeit I know they were not
altogether deserved--produced an impression, a feeling of solemnity,
that no other one place in all England could conjure up. It was in vain
that Tibbitts tried to make fun out of some of the quaint inscriptions.
It could not be done, and in a very short time the youth succumbed to
the influence of the mighty memory, and became a subdued and quiet
admirer of the solemn grandeur of the place.
[Illustration: CHAPEL OF EDWARD, THE CONFESSOR.]