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131. By a French Husband:—

Here lies my wife,
A fact that must tell
For her repose,
And for mine as well.

132. From Venice:—

Joanni Magio,
Puero incomparabili,
Qui, ob imperitiam obstetricis,
Ex utero statim translatus
Est at tumulum, die 21 Decemb.
MDXXXII.

[Translation.]
To the memory of John Maghi,
An incomparable boy,
Who, through the unskilfulness of the midwife,
st
on the 21 day of December, 1532,
was translated from the womb to the tomb.

133. From St. Mary’s Churchyard, Hereford:—

Here lieth old Beck, who sold fruit at the cross,
And now she’s departed, we shall have a loss;
She was a good wife, and a kind loving mother,
And, all things considered, we’ve scarce such another.

134. From Ripon Cathedral:—

Here lyeth John James, the old cook of Newby, who was a faithful
servant to his master, and an upright downright honest man:—

Banes among stanes
Do lie sou still,