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Underneath these lines someone wrote in blue paint:—

To follow you I’m not content,
Unless I knew which way you went.

15. On an Innkeeper at Eton:—

Life’s an inn, my house will show it—
I thought so once, but now I know it.
Man’s life is but a winter’s day:
Some only breakfast and away;
Others to dinner stay, and are full fed;
The oldest man but sups and then to bed;
Large is his debt who lingers out the day;
He who goes soonest has the least to pay.

There is more than one example of this epitaph extant. No. 6 appears to
be an abbreviation of it. The two first lines here are like the epitaph said to
have been written by Gay. (See No. 171.)

16. On a Lawyer and his Client:—

God works wonders now and then:
Here lies a lawyer and an honest man.

Answered:—
This is a mere law quibble, not a wonder:
Here lies a lawyer, and his client under.

17. From a Churchyard in Devonshire:—

For me deceased, weep not, my dear;
I am not dead, but sleepeth here;
Your time will come—prepare to die;
Wait but a while, you’ll follow I.