A BOOK OF EPITAPHS BY RAYMOND BROWN

Backchat from Hereford Churchyard:

Grieve not for me, my husband dear, I am not dead but sleeping here, with patience wait, prepare to die, and in short time you'll come to I.

To which the husband carved below:
I am not grieved, my dearest wife, sleep on, I've got another wife. Therefore I cannot come to thee, for I must go and live with she.
A pauper's grave:
Poorly lived, and poorly died, poorly buried, and no one cried.

Alone at last:

Here snug in her grave my wife doth lie, Now she's at rest, and so am I!

cRaZy pinwheel

Purple and Pink building in Caldwell