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Quaint Epitaph (continued)

[Gray L?]

banished by [bay?] by Addison beloved. Esteemed by [bright?] by Pope himself [inspired?]. His spirit raised by [thoughts?] sublime. He [knew?] Hence to the seat of bright perspective flew, leaving to both [illegible] [betide?] here. A mournful hearth and never-ceasing tear. Epitaph on Thomas [Sispell?], in [illegible]. Naught cared this body for wind or weather. When youth and I lived in't together.

Memento Mory (in Limerick [illegible])

Here lieth little Samuel Barrington, that

just undertaken, of famous citys block and [grime?] maken; he made his one time [goe?] (?) early and later, but now he is returned to God his creator. The 19th of November then he [seest?]. And for his memory here is placed by his son Ben 1693.

(Satirical Epitaph by Dean Swift in St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin, on [Partridge?] the Alanac maker who died in [1708?]). Here, five feet deep, lies on his back . A cobbler, starmonger almanack; Who to the stars, in pure good will Does to his best look upward still, Weep, all ye customers, that use His pills, his almanack, or shoes; And you that did your fortune seek, Step to his grave but once a week This earth which bears his bodie's (?) [fruit?] You'll find has so much in't That I durst [pawn?] my ears, twill tell, Whatever concerns you [full?] as well, In physic, stolen goods or love, as he himself could, when above.

[in margin] Poverty is no disgrace. When Rome calls the world falls.