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298. From Byford Churchyard:—

As you are in health, and spirits gay,
I was, too, the other day;
I thought myself of life as safe
As those that read my epitaph.

299. From Wrexham Churchyard:—

Here lies five babes and children dear,
Three at Oswestry, and two here.

(See No. 176.)

300. From the same place:—

Here lies Jane Shore,
I say no more,
Who was alive—
In sixty-five.

301. From New Jersey:—

Died of thin shoes, January, 1839.

302. On Crethon of Tarentum:—

Who once had wealth, not less than Gyges’ gold;
Who once was rich in stable, stall, and fold;
Who once was blessed above all other men
13
With lands—how narrow now, so ample then.

The idea here contained is nicely amplified in Shakespeare’s play of Henry
IV, Act v., Scene 4. Prince Henry, as he bends over the faller Hotspur, says:—

13 Editor’s Note: This is actually part of the text of a poem by the Greek poet Leonidas of
Tarentum.