St. Mary's Eathedral, Limerick. On the Pillar near the western door. MOMENTO MORI. Here lieth little Samuel Barrington, that great under: taker, Of famous cities, clock and chime maker ; And for his memory, this is here plac'd. BY HIS SON BEN, 1693. In Dundalk church-yard. ON ROBERT MOORE. Here lies the body of Robert Moore, Who kill'd himself by eating of cur : Armagh church-yard, The following Inscription is placed under a diab erected over the grave of EDWARD BOND, Esq Who ordered one hundred pounds to be given to the Poor, instead of a pompous funeral, 1744. No marble pomp, no monumental praise; MISCELLANIOUS. To the memory of MR. BURGH, Author of "The Dignity of Human Nature;" who died, August 15, 1775. Beneath this stone concealed from mortal eyes, CAPT. THOMPSON. Stop, wandering traveller! view this silent urn, For kings and beggars equal in the ground; And view the havock tyrant death has made; Here gnawing worms the clay built carcase tear, And waste Goliahs to an empty shade. A PRIOR ON HIMSELF. To me 'tis given to die, to thee 'tis given To the memory of JOHN COUTTS, ESQ. who died in Italy; and who had sustained with singular worth and ability the Provostship of Edinburgh, when it was an honor to bear that office. Light lie the earth on gentle Coutts' breast, Fain would the muse! his grave with roses strow, ON A MISER. Iron was his chest, Iron was his door; His hand was iron, And his heart was more. P. DODD. ON A LADY. Beneath this turf in sweet repose, Tho' every hour thy life approv'd, To call thee to a world of tears. Best of thy sex, alas, farewell! From this dark scene remov'd to shine; P. PINDAR. On DR. WILLIAM CLARKE, the celebrated Antiquary, and MRS. ANN CLARKE, his wife. Mild William Clarke, and Ann his wife, Await the everlasting doom. And bless the dead prepar'd as these, That should the world for last, ages In adverse fortune's bitter blast; Few friends so warm will man find here, And God no servants more sincere. W. HAYLEY. |