Here lies, now a prey to insulting neglect,
What once was a butterfly, gay in life's beam:
Want only of wisdom denied her respect,
Want only of goodness denied her esteem.
Submitted by amaguire almost 7 years ago
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Under this stone, Reader, survey
Dead Sir John Vanbrugh's house of clay.
Lie heavy on him, Earth! for he
Laid many heavy loads on thee!
Submitted by Kaye11 almost 7 years ago
Here lies W. C. Fields. I would rather be living in Philadelphia.
Submitted by robotnic about 7 years ago
Let no man write my epitaph…When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written.
Submitted by Kaye11 about 7 years ago