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Epitaphs

Epitaphs and short poems from gravestones in New England from the 17th, 18th, & 19th century. The name beneath is not the author of the epitaph but the person's gravestone on which it's inscribed.

Longest/most interesting epitaphs: Mary McHard, who choked to death on a pea.; Elder Jabez True, who has a sermon on his tombstone

Creepiest epitaphs: "Come mortal man & cash an eye,
read thy doom, prepare to die." Joseph Little

Seed of merciless disease
Lurk in all that we enjoy
Some to waste us by degrees
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Some to suddenly destroy.
Elizabeth Goodwin

Gay, thoughtless Reader. view this sod,
Where youth and beauty mouldering lie.
It warns thee with the voice of God,
Prepare for thou shalt surely die.
Mary Miner

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"Thou whom these eyes saw never: say friends true
who saw my soul, helped onward my song.
Through all unwittingly, has helped thee too?
I gave of but a little that I knew:
how were the gift requited. While along
life's path I pace, couldst thou make weakness strong:
help me with knowledge - for life's old, death's new."
Robert Browning to Levi Lincoln Thaxter, April 1885

The pains she long endur'd are now no more,
Her body moulders in the silent tomb.
But gone we trust, to some more blissfull shore
Her spirit reigns where joys unfading bloom.
Mary Mighill

Look down upon this sacred spot and see
What death can do to you as well as me.
Dear bosom friend, your falling sand is nigh,
Children prepare 'tis God that calls on high
Neighbors and friends you soon must be the same,
Prepare for death but in the savior's name.
Thomas Mighill

Sleep Husband dear; I would thy rest,
So low and void of grief were mine;
Left in this vale of tears, unfit to go,
To search eternal bliss through ways of woe.
Beloved shade; perhaps now hovering near,
Oh! let your spirit whisper in my ear,
Some Heaven born sounds, and all my paths attend,
My sorrows lessen, and my steps befriend,
Until we meet upon that happy shore,
When friends shall meet and never s???er
??? more.
Thomas N. Kimball

On earth, dear Husband we shall meet no more,
Yes, thine was each endearing art,
Which sheds o'er social life a charm
The tender sympathising heart
With generous love and friends in ???
Leonard Kimball

We may not call her back to wear,
Once more life's cold and heavy chain,
But meekly strive our part to bear,
That we in heaven may meet again.
Eliza Ann Bodwell

Lifes various duties to perform,
Employ'd her useful days
From doubts and fears, her soul is gone,
To sing her Maker's praise.
Sarah Pettingill

Such is the same when Christians die,
When body souls retire to rest
How wildly beams the closing eye,
And greatly heaves the aspiring breast.
Huldah Pettingill

"Then shall the dust
return to the earth as it was.
and the spirit shall return
unto God who gave it."
John & Sarah Foss

Go to thy rest in peace
bid sweet be thy repose
Thy toils are ov'r thy troubles cease
From earthly cares & sweet release.
Robinson Foss

She died; that spirit, calm and high
Sustained her through the dreadful hour
She died as those alone can die
Whom faith in God has girt with power.
Charlotte Foss

A wife, a mother and a friend
A sister dear we mourn her loss
She's gone where life will never end
Where joy is free from every cross.
Martha Foss

Death with his dart, has pierced my hart
When I was in my prime
When this you see, lament for me
Twas God's appointed time.
William Conkey

Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter and intimates eternity to man.
John J. & Mary A.W. Kendrick

Rest, loved one, rest. love
could not keep thee here. Good-by
Charles A. Barker

O spirit freed from earth
Rejoice, thy work is done
Say not good night
But in some brighter clime
Bid me good morning.
Mary Jane Barker

But ah, methinks tis vain to mourn.
To us she never will return;
Nor should we wish her back again.
Since she is freed from death and pain
For she has reached that peaceful shore
Where pain and death are known no more.
Elizabeth P. Taylor Blaisdell

Dear as thou wert, and justly dear,
We will not weep for thee;
One thought shall check the starting tears
It is that thou art free.
William Stone

Released from all her earthly cares
She reigns with him on high.
Cynthia White

Wife dear new days are past
My life with you long did not last
Let not my loss with you be great
But love my children for my sake.
Archibald Brown

Father dear in thy care we leave you
Whom our hearts have loved so well
But in Heaven we hope to meet again,
Farewell.
Bridget, Mary & James Gorman

Farewell dear friends my life is past
My love for you with life did last
And after me dear brothers no grief do take
But love each other for my sake
And when you leave this world of pain
I hope in heaven we will meet again.
Timothy Bahan

Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground
To push us to the tomb
And fierce diseases wait around
To hurry mortals home
Benjamin Thurston

Aunt Mary, thou hast gone to rest
From lifes care and sorrow free,
Mansioned now among the blest,
Christ the Lord thy Life shall be.
Weep not for me I am not weary now.
Mary O. Beal

O Mother dear weep not for me
But think how happy I shall be.
Sarah J. Beal

There is no death, what seemeth
so is transition.
Dolly B. Brown

"We call- but the answer not again-
Say, O say do they love there still?"
Louisa Amelia Bartlett Carlton

The graves of all the saints he blest
And sweetened every bed
Where should the dying members rest
But with the dying head.
Willebe Wells

Tread lightly by their rural tomb
And o'er it plant gentle flowers
Sweet symbols of their spirits bloom
In a far brighter land than ours.
Children of Jacob & Sarah Marston

Redeem your hours, our Glaƒs is run & ƒo muƒt yours
Elizabeth Dummer & Elizabeth Titcomb

When I lie buried deep in Duƒt
My fleƒh ƒhall be thy care
Theƒe with'ring limbs with thee I
truƒt to raiƒe them ƒtrong & fair.
Andrew Nichols

Beneath theƒe clods secured lay
Waiting the Reƒurrection day
When I shall hear that power in word
Ariƒe ye Dead and meet the Lord
Jacob Tappan

Parents beloved! To God we thee resign,
Thy will be done, be ever on our mind.
Matthew Perkins

Here Lord, I give myself away
'Tis all that I can do.
Richard & Lois Greenleaf

Well pretty lamb, deaths done no harm
Kind Jeƒus calls thee to his throne.
Eunice Greenleaf

Hope looks beyond the bonds of time
When what we now deplore,
Shall rise in full immortal prime
And bloom to fade no more.
Richard Greenleaf Jr.

Be careful to instruct our babes
In every thing that's good
And teach them piety by times
Learn them to fear their God.
Rebecca Picket

Weep not for me, dry up your tears
Prepare to meet thy ƒaviour God
I muƒt lie here till Chriƒ appears
that paid my ranƒom with his blood.
James Wyman

Death is a Blessing, forever sure,
When Friends & Physicians cannot cure.
Experience Downing

This world is nothing, heav'n is all
I have loƒt nothing by my fall.
Tell all my friends that for me weep
I am not dead but am a ƒleep.
Sylvester Procter

His ƒun aroƒw whoƒe chearing beams
A hopeful proƒpect ƒpread
Alaƒ! it ƒets before tis noon
He's numbered with the dead.
Stephen Upton

So transient is the life of man
At most a brief contracted span
it blooms, it fades, and serves to show
How vain, how frail are things below.
Nathaniel Upton

Hark! the voice of reason cries:
God lives, whilst thy parent dies!
Tis pleasing truth; let grief be stayed
Natures debts must all be paid.
John Upton

Death thou haƒt conquer'd me
I by thy dart am ƒlain,
But Chriƒt has conquer'd thee
And I ƒhall riƒe again.
Suse Southwick

Weep not for me surviving friends,
I've left a world of toil and pains.
But you a few more pains must have,
Then sleep like me in a cold grave.
Capt. Daniel Frye

The righteous sentence now is paƒt
Now can't reverse the firm decree
May those whom I have left behind
With speed prepare to follow me.
Betsy Reed

Her spirit went on a little before,
Then bade her Father's come.
Sarah Lydston

A precious one from us has gone
A voice we loved is stilled
A place is vacant from our home
Which never can be filled.
Emily Cresser Lydston

I will ransom them from the
power of the grave
I will redeem them
from death.
John Lydston

This life is but a passing dream,
We soon shall wake in heaven.
Clarie Lydston

The opening bud to Heaven's
convey'd
And now it blossoms there.
Mary Elizabeth Lydston

What's on earth is shadows
all beyond is substance.
Mary Stickney

The king of fears can do no more
Than stop our mortal breath
But Jesus gives a nobler life
That cannot yield to death.
John Stickney

There is sweet rest in Heaven.
Sarah Marston

Meet me in Heaven.
Pauline Frost

Though in the grave her form may rest,
On mem'ry's tablet, deeply graven
Her virtues live and with the blest
Her spirit finds its home in heaven.
Martha Marvin

His soul has now taken its flight
To mansions of glory above,
To mingle with angels of light
And dwell in the kingdom of love.
William C. Frost

Safe is the Sleep of Saints in Peace they lie,
They rest in Silence, but they never die
From these dark Graves their Flesh refin'd shall rise
And in Imortal Bloom ascend the Skies
Then shall thine Eyes dear BLUNT thine Hands, thy Tongue
In Nicer Harmony each Member hung
Resume their warm Devotion and Adore
HIM in whose Service they were join'd before.
Rev. John Blunt

Released from Cares at Rest She lyes.
Whilst peaceful Slumbers close her Eyes.
Her FAITH all Trials did endure,
Like a Strong PILLAR Firm and Sure.
Did adverse Waves tempestuous roll,
HOPE was the ANCHOR of her Soul.
We by the OLIVE in her Hand
Her PEACEFUL End may understand,
And by the CORONET is Shown
VIRTUE at last shall Wear the CROWN
Abigail Frost

"There is a hastening hour, it comes, it comes,
To rouse the sleeping dead, to burst the tomb,
and place the saint in bliss!"
Rev. Hezekiah Smith

A moment stay as you paƒs by
and view the place where I do lie
consider that you ƒhortly muƒt
??? return unto thy duƒt.
Hannah Adams

FOR THIS DEPARTED SOUL
AND ALL THE REST
Ye CHRIST HAS PURCHISED
THAY SHALL BE BLEST
Samuel Currier, 1713

Possessing those qualitites which always enfuse esteem:
of pleasing deportment
a firm vigorous & enterprising mind
A tender Husband
A kind & anxious Father
His zeal for order in Church &
State, extensive business
and publick spirit rendered him a blessing to the community
A friend to religion & religious men
An agreeable companion
and a sincere constant faithfull friend
As a Merchant
extensively known & much respected.
His strict probity & exact punctuality secured to him the entire confidence of all that new him,
The smiles of Heaven on indefatigable industry & the blest economy rendered him eminent
as a man of property,
But alas neither wealth nor merit can bribe or evade
The grim tyrant Death
nor repel the fatal shaft,
Hamilton is no more.
Jonathan Hamilton

To heal disease, to calm the widows sigh,
And wipe the tear from poverty's swolen eye;
Was thine! But ah! that skill on others shown,
tho life to them could not preserve thy own.
Yet still thou livist in many a greatful breast,
And works like thine enthrone thee with the best.
Hall Jackson

stop, O youth & kindly drop an ear
A youth once gaye like you lies
buried here
His body here, his soul to heaven
??? gone there to ???
God his righteous
Joseph Guy

There is a calm for those who weep,
A rest for weary pilgrims found,
And while their mouldring ashes sleep,
Low in the ground
The soul of origin divine
God's glorious freed from clay
In Heavens eternal sphere shall shine.
Dolly Greenleaf

"What man is there, who liveth,
that shall not see death."
"Who can save himself from going
down to the grave, the house
appointed for all the living?"
Mager Gould

Seed of merciless disease
Lurk in all that we enjoy
Some to waste us by degrees
Some to suddenly destroy.
Elizabeth Goodwin

Eheu quam brevis
He was endowed with many amiable & uƒeful
Accompliƒhments. His Manners were grave
eaƒy and pleaƒant. He was exemplary
in extenƒive Charity and Beneficence
eminent in Piety, Self Denial & Victory
over ye World. A fervent ƒound perƒwasive
Preacher abounding in the work of
the Lord. He is now departed and
as we hope ƒleeps in Jeƒus. Let us follow
Him wherein He followed Chriƒt.
Aoi Amice unum reƒpice Finem.
Nicholas Gilman

How to be virtuous, circumspect and kind
her children learned from her instructive mind
She's call'd to heaven, let us say
The Lord bestowed, the Lord has taken away.
Mary Furber

Land in the dust he must abide
Thus sleeping by his consort's side
Ye children living, come and see
Where both your once lov'd parents be.
William Furber

The Great lam his Sommons Sends
And Calls us to the Grave
Then Like him Self Thunders Alowd
And Calls us to the Skies
Deacon John Friend

We mourn our loss but 'tis her gain
She's free from sorrow, sin and pain
Celestial angels, haste her flight,
To regions of eternal light.
Betsy French

Parent, belov'd to GOD we thee resign'd
Thy will be done, be ever on our mind
Joshua French

Kind ???? children, parents, friends,
When here you cast your eye
Or pensive to read this hallow'd ground
Remember you must die.
Elizabeth Fernald

Friend, quit this Stone and and look above the Skies,
Here lies the duƒt, but virtue never dies.
Eliza Wheeler

Happy the babe, who privileg'd by fate
A ƒhorter labour; and a lighter weigh
Receiv'd but yeƒterday the gift of breath
Order'd to morrow to return to death.
Franklin Low

Mourn not for me my earthly friends,
For pain and sickness long I bore
Till Jesus did his message send
To call me to his heavenly door.
Elizabeth Lowe

Soft as the balm, the gentle breeze distills.
Sweet as the Fragrance of the new mown hills;
Her opining mind a thousand charms reveal'd
Proof of those thousand which were there conceal'd
The lovliest Flower in Nature's Garden plac'd,
Permitted just to bloom and pluck'd in haste
Angels beheld her ripe for joys to come,
??? ???? ??? command their Sister home.
Maria Coues

His mind was open, ardent, and enterprizing
He was a kind huƒban, a tender indulgent Father
In his houƒe he was Liberal & hoƒpitable
Faithful to his truƒt, upright in his intentions,
In his operations
Active, perƒevering and extenƒive;
By which he afforded
Employment and ƒubƒiƒtance
to the induƒtrious and the indigent;
Contributed to the benefit of the publick
And merited the Character of a
Uƒeful and valuable member of ƒociety
His Wife was moral,
thoughtfuls and ƒofar as her ƒlender health would permit
Attentive to the benefit & happineƒs
of her family.
Deeply affected by the death of her huƒband
And the increaƒing infirmities of her feeble conƒtitution,
She languiƒh'd and three months after him
Expir'd
Short was there ƒeperation, ƒoon rejoin'd
In the dark grave, to native duƒt conƒign'd
They ƒleep till death his human prey reƒtore,
And earth & ƒkies & time ƒhall be no more.
Isaac & Elizabeth Dodge

Thou art gone to the grave, ??? longer be??? thee,
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by ??? side;
But the wide arms of mercy are spread to infold thee,
And sinners may hope, since the sinless hath died.
Sarah Curtis

All on earth is shadow
??? beyond is substance.
Capt. Joseph Crown

So ƒleep the ƒaints and ceaƒe to groan
When fire and devils have done their worƒt
Chriƒt hath a glory like his own
Which w??? ???? ?? duƒt.
Ruth Butler

These lovely buds to young and fair
Call'd hence by early doom,
Just came to show how sweet a flower,
In paradise ??? them.
Sarah and John Duncan

His last words were
O when shall I see Jesus
And reign with him above
And from that flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love.
Samuel Dow

Kind angels watch the sleeping dust,
Till Jesus comes to raise the just;
Then may he wake in sweet surprise
And in his saviours image rise.
James Donnell

How loved how valued, once avails the not,
To whom Related or by whom begot,
A heap of duƒt alone Remains of ƒhe,
Tis all thou art and all the Proud ƒhall be.
~~~
ƒurve ye this well ye fair ones and belive,
The grave may terrify but can't deceive
Yet vertue still againƒt decay can win?
And even lend mortality a Charm.
Sarah McKean

Come mortal man & cash an eye,
read thy doom, prepare to die.
Joseph Little
, John Blasdell

"Seed of merciless disease
Lurk in all that we enjoy
Some to waste us by degrees
Some to suddenly destroy.
Elizabeth Goodwin

"In time of Death prepare
for Death"
Catherine Parker

Uncertain life, how swift it flies
To day man lives tomorrow dies.
This hour in health & strength & bloom
& the very next he fills the tomb
Ask you for proof, Behold it here
And give your friend a ?? of ??.
Aaron Adams

She sleeps in death, she now has gone,
To those bright realms above
??? ??? ??? by angels ???
To ??? the ??? home,
She is gone, but yet there longer still
A thought and memory dear;
And ever will ??? those blest ???
And was ??????? here.
Sally Abbott

Entombed beneath where earth-born troubles ceaƒe
A son of faithfull Abraham sleeps in peace.
In life's first bloom, he left his native air
A ƒojourner as all his fathers were
Thro' various toils his active spirit ran
A faithful steward and an honeƒst man
His soul we truƒt now freed from mortal woes
Finds, in the Patriarc's boƒom sweet repose.
Abraham Isaac

Sleep lovely ƒaint, and take thy reƒt,
Thy work is done, thy bed is bleƒt
For Chriƒt will ??? this mould'ring clay
The ƒaint to everlaƒting days.
Elizabeth Adams

The once lov'd form now cold and dead
Each mournful thought employs
And nature weeps her comforts fled
And wither'd all her joys;
But ??? directs to future time
When what we now deplore
Shall rise in full immortal ???
?? ??? fade ????
Joanna Balch

Lov'd friend, farewell, go seek that peaceful shore
There ??? can reach, sorrows wound no more
Go share the joys, the words of life in parts
The vision promis'd to the pure in hearts
Our ??? will also cease, soon we'll remove
And meet thee in the paradise above.
Polly Balch

His life was gentle, and serene his mind,
His morals pure, in every action ;
A husband dear and as a parent kind
As such he lies lamented in the dust.
Benjamin Hart

Though thou art gone
Fond memory clings to thee.
Susan Bickford

We may not call her back to wear,
Once more life's cold and heavy chain,
But meekly strive our part to bear,
That we in heaven may meet again.
Eliza Ann Bodwell

So ƒleep the ƒaints and ceaƒe to groan
When fire and devils have done their worƒt
Chriƒt hath a glory like his own
Which w??? ???? ?? duƒt.
Ruth Butler

Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye
And faith points upward to the sky.
The promise guides her ardent flight
And joy ???? to sense, invite
Praise blissful regions to explore,
Where pleasant blooms to fade no more.
Joseph Butman

Remember man, now passing by,
As thou art now, so once was I,
As I am now so you must be,
Therefore prepare to follow me.
Charles Allen

He's left this world, his toil'ure o're
Free from all sorrow grief and pain,
To us he will return no more.
But we shall see him again.
Charles Greenough

A Wife, a child, a baby are left
To mourn the Husband, father, friend
But soon, ah soon, Eternal life
The reign of death himself shall
end.
Samuel Clark

When this you see grieve not for me
for Twas God's appointed time.
Capt. Gee Colby

Behold the Father & the Son
Their days cut ƒhort, their Claƒs has run
Whilst one by ƒickneƒs was called home
The other ƒhar'd a briny Tomb
Cease then from friends & put your truƒt
in God, who turneth all to duƒt.
Capt. John Couch & Joseph Couch

Alas for thee the fount of tears
Hath pour'd its crystal tide,
And the lov'd voice of early years
In vain thy name hath sighed.
Reuben Edwards

Come here my children mourn with me
Your father's sudden doom;
Death tore him from our fond embrace,
And we are left to mourn.
Capt. Enoch Collins

Mortals, how few among your race
Have given this thought its weight;
That on this present moment hangs
Fear everlasting fare.
Hannah Collins

Tis God that lifts our comforts high
Or sinks them in the grave
He gives and (blessed be his name)
He takes but what he gave.
Clarissa Croker

Unactive in the damp and gloomy Grave
Beneath this ƒtone, to worms a prey, we ƒleep
Unconƒcious of the world, & all her woes.
Elisabeth Day

Lord, we adore thy vaƒt deƒigns
To ??? abyƒs of providence
Too deep to ƒound with moral lives
Too ??? to view with feeble ƒence.
Aaron Day

The ƒweet remembrance of the juƒt
Shall flouriƒh when they ƒleep in duƒt.
Samuel Collins


The rising morning can't assure
That we shall end the day
For Death stands ready at the door
To seize our lives away.
Mary Dowd

Dear as thou wert, and justly dear,
We would not weep for thee,
One thought shall check the falling tear,
It is that thou art free.
And thus shall faith's consoling power,
The tears of love restrain
Oh, who that saw thy parting hour,
Could wish thee here again.
Elizabeth Dowst

Fair as yon orb when sinking in the wave
Was his departure to an early grave.
Gone is a friend of two fold lie,
A Mother and a Wife;
How does the living Partner mourn,
How gloomy is his life. 
Sarah Smith

Reƒt here ye Inosent
Since here thou art to lie
Till Chriƒt when riding forth
Shall call his Saints on high.
Hannah Smith

Sleep lovely nymph and ƒleep in peace
Till sun and moon their courses cease
And when I meet your soul in love,
I hope twill be in realms above.
Betsy West

DEATH SUDDEN STROKE DISSOLVED
MY EVIL FRAME
READER PREPARE, YOUR FATE
MAY BE THE SAME
Solomon Dodge

The voice of God call'd, anon I obey'd,
Resign'd my life, & nature's debt I paid
My fabric now sleeps, my labours are o'er,
My spirits landed on the boundless shore.
Nor you friends, can death, God's messenger stay,
But must repose too, in mouldering clay,
Then your golden days improve, as they haste,
Living joys flowing from Religion taste.
Be wise, love mercy, humbly with God walk
Then vice can't proffered fruitions mock.
That you may sing, in Canaan's liberty,
O death, grave, where are thy sting & victory.
David Jewett

The old, the wise, the rich, and great,
Must prostrate lie, in humble state,
There's none that's free from death's alarms
We all must lie, in his cold arms—
Let Mourning friends & kindred dear
Lament the dead, Repent and fear
Let Youth & Children read this stone
Feel they must die, & soon be gone
Col. Thomas Gage

Though weeping relatives thy loss deplore
Thy virtues all the human race adore
Snatched from her children by the hand of death
Calm and serenely she resigned her breath
On each revolving year and vernal morn
May choicest flowers her sacred urn adorn
And when revolving time her circuit ends
She shall bid welcome all her earthly friends
To realms of bliss where joys eternal reign
devoid of care and uncontrol'd by pain

Hannah Perley

As fruit of sudden growth are ƒoon mature
So did her mind advance in ƒcience pure;
Eager in ƒearch of wisdoms golden ƒtore
The more ƒhe gain'd, ƒhe coveted the more;
With Death & heavenly glory in her view
She smild & bid all earthly bliƒs adieu
Mary Tomb

How softly on his head the mantle fell,
Of deaths her eye, her swailing cheek could tell;
No sinful murmurings curb'd religions power,
No groans of anguish shook the dying hour;
Not even parting could her peace remove,
She mir'd the christian's with the mother's love;
And all must avow-who saw her spirit go,
Here sleeps the saint, whose Heaven began below.
Olive Morse

Ye kindred dear who vent your ƒ???
Over my ƒleeping duƒt
For heavenly grace ƒend up your cries
In Jeƒus put your truƒt
Then wait your ƒummons from ????
In ƒtead of weeping ƒing
O grave where is thy victory
O death where is thy ƒting
Lydia Hale

How sweet it is when nature ends
Life's pilgrimage of care;
To rest in peace with well lov'd friends
And slumber with them there.
Abigail Poor

The mind is heaven's breath
A spark from yonder sky;
Which 'mid the ruins made by death,
Shall never, never die.
But when the dreams of pleasure, love,
And life's fleet joys are o'er
The mind shall bud anew above
TO bloom forever more
Judith Poor

GOOD TIMOTHY IN
HIS YOUTHFUL DAYS
HE LIVED MUCH
UNTO GODS PRAYS
WHEN AGE CAME ONE
HE AND HIS WIFE
THEY LIVED A HOLY
AND PIOUS LIFE
THEREFORE YOU CHILDREN
WHOSE NAMES ARE NOYES
MAKE JESUS CHRIST YOUR ONLY CHOYSE
Timothy Noyes

Gentle loving wife and mother
Much we miss thy presence dear
Yet by faith we still may see thee
As our guardian angel near.
Mary Pecker Fowler

No link of friendship's golden chain
Is severed by the hand of death;
Affections ties are still the same
As when thy form breathed vital breath.
Mary J. Morrill Eaton

We miss the sunshine of thy face
We miss thy kind and willing hand
Thy fond and earnest care
Our home is dark without thee
We miss thee everywhere.
Baby Roby

Sleep, thou who wast weary with
the march of life! sleep on.
Abraham Mann

The morning light is breaking,
The darkness disappears.
Capt. Harrison Poole

Jesus, lover of my soul, let me
to thy bosom fly.
Mary F. Poole

He sleeps in Jesus blessed sleep
From which none ever wakes to weep.
Sylvanus Holmes Foss

Life is uncertain, death is sure.
Benjamin Day

All that live must die
All that die must live in happiness
or woe.
Bailey Day

And is she gone, and has her spirit fled?
Yes, dearest friend, numbered with the dead
Resplendent from the grave, we hope she'll rise
Restored to live and reign above the skies.
Martha Peabody

"Unactive in the damp and gloomy Grave"
Beneath this ƒtone, to worms a prey, we ƒleep
Unconƒcious of the world, & all her woes.
Nathaniel & Elisabeth Day

STOP CARELESS MORTAL READ
THY CERTAIN DOOM,
AND TAKE A LESSON FROM
THIS SILENT TOOM,
ERE DEATHS COLD HANDS SHALL
STOP THY BOLD CAREER,
AND THY POOR SOUL TO
DISTANT REGEONS BEAR.

Now the vain dream of mortal life is o'er
I see the dawning of celestial day
Nathaniel Dennett

Precious in the sight of the Lord
is the death of his saints.
Mrs. Reuben Knowles

Priceless virtues swelled in her heart!
True piety shone on her way;
Wise counsels, she did oft impart;
But our loss is her gain to-day.
Nancy Lamprey

Heaven is nigh to those who die
With hearts to love.
H.B. Lamprey

She faltered by the wayside
And the angels took her home.
Mary A. Lamprey

And is it so! Is human life
So rare short and frail a thing;
And must youth's brightest visions move
And die away in early spring.
Charles Chancy Frost

Death's but a Path that must be trod
If Man would ever paƒs to God
A Port of calms, a ƒtate of ease
From the rough rage of ƒwelling seas
This happy ƒtate we must obtain
Thro' him who as a Lamb was ƒlain
And reconect'd to God to trust
Her who once ??? this previous.
Eunice Davison

"Watchman: what of the night!
The morning comes: so doth the night."
"Christ was my home."
Augustus Trafton

She is gone.
"The spoiler set
His seal of silence. But there beam'd a smile
So fixed and holy from that marble brow
Death gased and left it there. he dared not steal
The signet ring of Heaven."
Elizabeth Trafton

Tell Mother I died hopeful &
Trusting in her God.
Levinn Gilman

She never gave us grief
until she died.
Mary Goodwin

As thoƒe we love decay, we die in part
String after ƒtring is ƒever'd from the heart
Till looƒen'd life at laƒt, but breathing clay
Without one pang is clad to fall away.
Hannah & William Brown

Here lies in calm repose, a sea worn mariner The battering storm The hurricane of life All dies away in one eternal calm.
John Follett

Friend, quit this Stone and and look above the Skies,
Here lies the duƒt, but virtue never dies.
Anna Dame

She's gone to seek her Saviour
In that blissful home above
Where sin and sorrow are no more
But all is peace and love.
Olive Meed

Ah! is it so? has Sarah fled?
And is she numbered with the dead?
Yes - while we weep she sings above
Encircled in Christ's arm of love.
Sarah Littlefield

Farewell, loved friend, a short farewell
May we meet again in heaven to dwell,
May we meet above on that blest shore,
Where we shall part no more, no more.
Sarah Littlefield

If God so will
I know that will is love.
Hannah Brooks

Oh we may roam the world around
And other lips may feign to bliss;
But once, once only can be found
A mother's unbought tenderness.
Elizabeth Marston

Fare thee well, fare thee well
We around thee weep,
But oh we love thee farther still
And angels guard thy sleep.
The kind old oak for us no more
Shall sheltering branches spread
And oh our hearts are wrung with grief
For he we loved is dead.
Fare thee well, fare thee well
We around thee weep
But oh we love thee farther still
And angels guard thy sleep.
Nathaniel Marston

Passenger remember, thou must soon
be reduced to my humble state.
Mary Stoodley

How vain the tears that fall from you
And here ƒupply the place of dew
How vain to weep the happy dead
Who now to heavenly realms are fled
Repine no more your plaints for hear
And all prepare to meet them there.
Hannah Trosetter

Few are our days, those few we dream away
Sure is our fate to moulder in the clay
Rise immortal soul above thine earthly fate
Time yet is thine, but soon it is too late.
Edward Tucker

Here lies whom virtue could not save
From sudden death, an early grave
Nor can the grave (dry up your tears)
Confine him here when Christ appears.
Jesse Parker

In youthful bloom my sorrow ends
Adieu, vain world, farewell my friends
In Jesus' arms I lay my head
And take my place among the dead.
Lemuel Horton

Although her Body ƒleeps in duƒt
We truƒt her Soul is with the Juƒt
O Youth Remember Death.
Molly Sprague

For you the messenger of death must come
Be sure your work for that dread
hour be done.
Hannah Felton

The gloomy grave is a peaceful home
The weary here find rest
Their toilings and sufferings all are over
There Satan can't molest.
David Felton

Mind not the grave where
His dear dust is laied
But bleƒs above wheither
His ƒouls convayd
Unknown Grave

Inƒatiate Archer, could not one ƒuffice?
Thy ƒhaft flew twice, & twice my peace was ƒlain.
And twice, ere twice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Marcia and Henry Gibbs

Affliction fore long have I born
All human help was vain
Till God was pleaƒ'd to give me caƒ
And free me from my pain.
Sarah Barry

Having weathered life's wintry storm, & it's fervid
pestilential summers, the victor death, by one
mighty effort, has at length dislodged the ten-
ant, & the frame is crumbling into dust, food for
worms. But the maintained afirm belief that the
great Architect will one day restore the fabric
anew with imperishable materials & put the
tenant in full possession, never more to be sepera
ted; beyond the reach of sin & sorrows beyond
the jurisdiction of DEATH which finally shall
be vanquished & swallowed up in victory
when God shall be all in all. ~inscribed by himself.
Capt. Addison Richardson

God will redeem my soul from
the power of the grave.
Sarah Cushing

Behold, thou haƒt made my days
as an handbreadth
William Cushing

Death can't disjoin who Chriƒt hath join'd in Love
Life leads to Death and Death to Life Above
In Heavens a happier Place frail Things deƒpiƒe
Live well to gain in future Life the prize.
Mary Manning

The year rolls round and steals away
the Breath that it save it gave,
Whatever we do, where'er we be
We're traveling to the grave.
Sewall Short

Here rest in peace thou lovely maid,
Here ƒleep in ƒweet repose,
And tho' thou molder with the dust
Thou art fairer than the rose.
Harriot Shaw

Sacred the earth which
holds in trust
Those poor remains
returned to dust,
Blest the paths which he
has trod
And be his soul e'er blest
with God.
William Lydston

Yet my Redeemer lives
And often from the skies
Looks down and watches my dust
Till he shall bid ye rise.
Mehitable White

Husband, Father, Son and Brother Thou
art taken from us and deeply do we fret the
bereavement. Thou who must support and
to guide; gladly would we have snatched thee
from the cold embrace of Death, but our arms
were powerless; and we resign thee to thy God,
hopeing in due season to meet thee with thy
Saviour to part no more.
O cease kind nature, cease thy tears,
Thy Saviour dwells on high;
There everlasting spring appears,
And joys that never die.
Capt. John Martin

Bereaved friends have laid her here
They mourn her loss and shed a tear
There in the grave she must lay
Untill the resurrection day.
Sarah Killam

HERE THE WEARY
ARE AT REST
AND THE WICKED CEASE
FROM TROUBLING
Rhoda Sargeant

She was a discreet wife, and
affectionate mother, a faithful
friend, and a pious and
cheerful Christian.
She sleeps in Jesus and is blessed.
Sarah Harris

Farewell my child and partner
dear,
If aught on earth could keep me
here,
It would be my love for you.
Ruth Harcourt

The Virtuous ye Lover of Truth, ye Hater of Strife
A loveing & tender Mother A true & faithfull Wife
It's hopt she is gone to inherit Eternal Life.
Hannah Donnell

She was endeared to her friends and acquaintances,
By those virtues which adorn ??? Nature
And secure esteem and affection
A prudent, dutiful & affectionate wife
A peculiarly kind & tender Mother
A pleasing companion,
A faithful friend
A compassionate benefactress
Afflicted and distressed
Often called the widows to sing for joy.
But alas she is no more.
Her frail body sleeps in the dust
The spirrit has returned to its God We Trust
To be ever with the Lord.
Mary Hamilton

HALT PASSENGERS AS YOU
GO BY REMEMBER MAN IS
BORN TO DIE. CONSIDER
TIME IS RUNNING FAST
AND DEATH WILL
SURELY COME AT LAST.
Ebenezer Webster

Children of dust, who read with pensive eye,
This letered Stone, where mortal relics lie;
Think as you sigh, because they live no more,
Soon you shall drop, and be what you deplore.
Sarah Frisbie

HIS CARRIAGE UNTO ALL
WAS COURTEOUS & KIND
HIS LOVE IT DID EXCELL
MOST THAT ARE LEFT BEHIND
HIS PATIENCE WAS ADMIERRED
BY ALL THAT DID HIM KNOW
THERE IS NO TONGUE CAN TELL
WHAT HE DID UNDER GOD
SO DIED THIS PIOUS YOUTH
HE DID ????
Nathaniel French

Here mix'd with earth his aƒhes muƒt remain
Till death ƒhall die & mortals riƒe again.
Michael Farley

My Children and friends when this you
See, remember me.
Elizabeth Farley

Light is sown for the righteous,
and gladness for the upright in
heart.
Mary Emery

As those we love decay; we die in part;
String after string is severed from the heart.
Till loosen'd life; at last but breathing clay;
Without one pang is glad to fall away.
Unhappy they who latest feels the blow,
Whose eyes wept o're every friend laid low,
??? ling'ring on from partial death to death
????????????????
Charles Lowe

Patient, resigned, submissive, peaceful, calm,
She felt Religeons power and Virtues balm;
And all the balsoms Faith and Hope impart
Support the soul and nerve the bursting heart
While fearless, firm the vale of death she trod
To ??? an Angel, in her Father God
Lucy Salter

Honesty, Industry and Benevolence
governed his actions in his life
And we trust a happy immortality
??? is his reward.
Capt. Samuel Jenkins

Fond, friendly, humane, kind, sincere
A wife, a sister, friend most dear
Ah! what avails the heartfelt sigh!
Those Charities were born to die.
Mary Purviss

My flesh shall slumber in this ground
Till the last trumpets joyful sound
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise
And in my Saviours arms shall rise
Beulah Fernald

The faireƒt flower that nature ƒhows
Suƒtains the ƒhorteƒt doom
Her life was like the morning roƒe
That withered in its bloom.
Elizabeth Babb

His last words were
O when shall I see Jesus
And reign with him above
And from that flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love.
Samuel Dow

of unspotted memory
Martyn Braniard Donnell

Farewell dear father
till we meet in Heaven.
Kind angels watch the sleeping dust,
Till Jesus comes to raise the just;
Then may he wake in sweet surprise
And in his saviours image rise.
James Donnell

Unblam'd through life lamented in her end
A pleaƒant daughter, ƒiƒter, wife & friend.
Hannah Dodge

Earth's ??? last station ends in
there he lies
And dust to dust concludes her
noblest songs
Elias Cook

Hodie Mihi Cras Tibi (It is my lot today, yours to-morrow)
Christian More

The body mould'ring in the dust
Shall rise with the just.
Daniel Carr

Dear is the spot where christians sleep,
And sweet the which angels pour.
Oh why should we in anguish ???
They are not lost but gone before.
Betsey Billings

"I have no fears of the future."
Jonathan Sayward Barrell

His mind was open, ardent, and enterprizing
He was a kind huƒban, a tender indulgent Father
In his houƒe he was Liberal & hoƒpitable
Faithful to his truƒt, upright in his intentions,
In his operations
Active, perƒevering and extenƒive;
By which he afforded
Employment and ƒubƒiƒtance
to the induƒtrious and the indigent;
Contributed to the benefit of the publick
And merited the Character of a
Uƒeful and valuable member of ƒociety
His Wife was moral,
thoughtfuls and ƒofar as her ƒlender health would permit
Attentive to the benefit & happineƒs
of her family.
Deeply affected by the death of her huƒband
And the increaƒing infirmities of her feeble conƒtitution,
She languiƒh'd and three months after him
Expir'd
Short was there ƒeperation, ƒoon rejoin'd
In the dark grave, to native duƒt conƒign'd
They ƒleep till death his human prey reƒtore,
And earth & ƒkies & time ƒhall be no more.
Col. Isaac Dodge

Unblam'd through life lamented in her end
A pleaƒant daughter, ƒiƒter, wife & friend.
Hannah Dodge

There is rest in Heaven
Esther Rose

Adieu my Friends, dry up your tears.
I must lie here til Christ appears.

This Stone has Something great to teach
And what you need to learn.
For Graves my Friends mortality preach
Man's ??? Concern.
Alice Orne

Now disencumbered from the earthly clod
The Souls expand in glory with their God
Yes; blessed spirits, lovely seraphs bright
Thy sister cherubs greet in realms of light
And tho' thy Parents feel the parting smart,
String after String be'ng several from the heart.
We bow submissive while the rod we kiss,
And wait to meet thee in the world of bliss.
Anna Cutts

Friend, quit this Stone and and look above the Skies,
Here lies the duƒt, but virtue never dies.
Anna Dame

When God commands tho' friends repine
Your life like me you must reƒign. Anna Lowell

Passing stranger as you pass by
As you are now so once was I
As I am now so you must be
Prepare for death and follow me.
Ann Brown

Here in the silent grave I lie,
No more the scenes of life to try
and you dear friends I leave behind,
Must soon this gloomy mansion find.
David Bagley

The weary here find rest,
The righteous sleep in peace,
Departed saints in Christ are blest
??? there sorrows cease.
Eliza Baker

Rest, lovely boy forever now adieu,
The sweetest solace e'er a parent knew
Since death has snatch'd him from this ???
I not to earth resign thee, but to God.
Benjamin Balch

Farewell dear friends I ƒhall lye here
Till time ƒhall end and Christ appear.
Simeon Bartlet

Mark the perfect man, and behold the
upright; for the end of that man is peace.

My mortal friends, if e'r with ill ƒucceƒs
Living, I ƒtrove important truths to preƒs
Your precious, your immortal, ƒouls to ƒave
Near me, at leaƒt, oh! hear me from the grave.
Rev. Andrew Beattie

Behold thy servant dies,
I give my body to the dust
And close my peacefull eyes.
Benjamin Palfray

Dear is the spot where christians sleep,
And sweet the which angels pour.
Oh why should we in anguish ???
They are not lost but gone before.
Betsey Billings

Go, fair example of untainted youth,
Of mildist wisdom and pacific truth,
Go live, for Heaven's eternal year is thine,
Go and exalt thy mortal to divine.
Nathan Burnham

Nor pain, nor grief, nor curious fear,
??? thy bounds. No mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
While angels watch the soft repose
Samuel True

Friends & Physicians could not save
My mortal body from the grave.
Nor shall the grave confine me here
When Christ commands me to appear.
Catherine Chamberlain, Hannah Janverin

Here lies the model of untainted youth
Whoƒe life was virtue and whoƒe words were truth
While to its mortal tenement confin'd
Dark clouds obƒcur'd the heaven-deƒcended mind
Now freed its luƒtre shines sunshine above
In reaƒon perfect and complete in love
Charles Chauncy

His whole life was one continued act
of benevolence and charity. The man who raises a monument by his
virtuous actions will be held in grateful remembrance, when the
boasting marble and flattering brass are mouldered to dust.
Clement Jackson

 

 

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