Here lies John Timothy Snow,
Who died fighting
For a lady's honor.
(She wanted to keep it.)"
~~ Tombstone ~~
Arizona
|
"Beneath this grassy mound now rests
One Edgar Oscar Earl,
Who to another hunter looked
Exactly like a squirrel."
~~ England ~~
|
Here lies Lester Moore
four shots from a .44
No Les-no more
~~ Tombstone,~~
Arizona
|
Under the sod and under the trees
Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.
He is not here, there's only the pod:
Pease shelled out and went to God."
~~ Nantucket ~~
Massachusetts
|
"Sacred to memory
Of Anthony Drake,
Who died for peace
And quietness sake;
His wife was constantly
Scolding and scoffin'
So he sought for repose
In a twelve dollar coffin."
~~Unknown ~~
|
"I knew this was going
To happen to me".
~~ Unknown ~~
|
Here lays Butch,
We planted him raw.
He was quick on the trigger,
But slow on the draw.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
Margaret Daniels
She always said
Her feet were killing her,
But nobody believed her.
~~ Hollywood~~
Cemetary,
Richmond,
Virginia
|
I Am Woman
Hear Me Roar
And Boy Did She
~~ Douglas County ~~
|
Here lies an atheist
All dressed up,
And no place to go.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
Here lies the body
Of Samuel Crane
He ran a race
With a passenger train
He got to the crossing
And almost across
Sam and his car
Was a total loss
Sam's spirit now tolls his knell
That Sam is on his way to well
If he only took time
To stop look and listen
He'd be living now
Instead of missing
~~ Unknown ~~
|
In Memory of Beza Wood
"Here lies one Wood
Enclosed in wood
One Wood
Within another.
The outer wood
Is very good:
We cannot praise
The other."
~~ Winslow, ~~
Maine
1837
|
Here lies the body
Of Johnathan Blake
Stepped on the gas,
Instead of the brake.
~~ Uniontown, ~~
PA.
|
Owen Moore
Has passed away
Owin' More
Than he could could pay
~~ Battersea, ~~
England
|
Here's to Johnny
Quite a guy
Very sad he had to die
All was well
Could not be better
Till he wrote my girl a letter.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
Wherever you be,
Let your wind go free.
For holding it in,
Was the killing of me.
~~ Australia ~~
|
Beneath this stone
My wife doth lie
Now she's at rest
And so am I.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
I told you I was sick
~~ Round Rock, ~~
Texas
|
Open'd my eyes
Took a peep.
Didn't like it
Went back to sleep.
~~ Tombstone ~~
Of a Newborn
England
|
Grim death took me
without any warning.
I was well at night,
And dead in the morning.
~~ Kent, ~~
England
|
Anna Wallace
The Children of Israel
Wanted bread
And the Lord sent them manna
Old clerk Wallace
Wanted a wife
And the Devil sent him Anna
~~ Bibbesford, ~~
England
|
Sacred to the memory
Of Jared Bates,
Who died Aug. the 6th, 1800.
His widow, aged 24,
Lives at 7 Elm Street,
Has every qualification
For a good wife,
And longs to be comforted.
~~ Lincoln, ~~
Maine
|
Here lies entombed
Old Roger Norton,
Whose sudden death
Was oddly brought on;
Trying one day
His corn to mow off,
The razor slipped
And cut his toe off.
The toe, or rather
What it grew to,
An inflammation
Quickly flew to;
The part affected
Took to mortifying,
And poor old ROGER
Took to dying.
~~ Quordon, England ~~
|
Here lies the man Richard,
And Mary his wife;
Their surname was Pritchard,
They lived without strife;
And the reason was plain,
They abounded in riches,
They no care had, nor pain,,
And the wife wore the breeches.
~~ Essex, ~~
England
|
We must all die,
There is no doubt;
Your glass is running..
Mine is out.
~~ Shoreditch ~~
Churchyard
|
To all my friends
I bid adieu;
A more sudden death
You never knew:
As I was leading
The old mare to drink,
She kicked and killed me
Quicker'n a wink.
~~ Oxford, ~~
|
This tombstone is a Milestone;
Hah! how so?
Because beneath
Lies MILES who's
MILES below.
~~ Webley Churchyard ~~
Yorks
|
Ellen Shannon
Who was fatally burned
March 21, 1870
By the explosion
Of a lamp filled with
"R.E. Danforth's Non-Explosive
Burning Fluid"
~~ Girard, ~~
Pennsylvania
|
This spot is the sweetest
I've seen in my life,
For it raises my flowers
And covers my wife.
~~ Churchyard ~~
in Wales
|
I was somebody.
Who, is no business of yours
~~ Stowe, ~~
Vermont
|
This life's a dream
And all things show it.
I thought so once
And now I know it.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
Here lies Slip Mcvey.
He would be here today.
But bad whiskey and a fast gun
Put him away.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
When I am dead
And in my grave,
And all my bones are rotten.
While reading this
You'll think of me,
When I am long forgotten!
~~ Unknown ~~
|
I made a lot
Of deals in my lifetime,
But I sure went in the hole
On this one.
~~ Unknown ~~
|
