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Here lieth the body of Elizabeth
Addison—John, her son,
And Old Roger to come.

146. On an Infant eight months old:—

Since I have been so quickly done for,
I wonder what I was begun for.

147. From Bury St. Edmunds, Suffolk:—

Here lies Jane Kitchen,
Who when her glass was spent,
She kickt up her heels,
And away she went.

A similar epitaph is said likewise to be at Winchester.

148. On Roger Norton:—

Here lies, alas! poor Roger Norton,
Whose sudden death was oddly brought on!
Trying one day his corns to mow off,
The razor slipped and cut his toe off!
The toe, or rather what it grew to,
An inflammation quickly flew to;
The part then took to mortifying,
Which was the cause of Roger’s dying.

149. An icy one.

A curious record of an accident, occasioned by the downfall of ice, is to be
found as an epitaph on the son of the then parish clerk at Bampton, in
Devonshire, who was killed by an icicle falling upon and fracturing his skull:

In memory of the Clerk’s son:—
Bless my i, i, i, i, i, i,