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255. On Mr. Horse:—

A generous foe, a faithful friend,
A victor bold, here met his end;
He conquer’d both in war and peace;
By death subdued, his glories cease.
Ask’st thou who finished here his course,
With so much honour?—‘twas a Horse.

256. On John Sullen:—

Here lies John Sullen, and it is God’s will
He that was Sullen should be Sullen still;
He still is Sullen, if the truth ye seek;
Knock until doomsday, Sullen will not speak.

257. An Epigrammatic one:—

Beneath yon humble clod at rest,
Lies Andrew, who, if not the best,
Was not the very worst man;
A little rakish, apt to roam,
But not so now, he’s quite at home,
For Andrew was a Dustman.

258. From Rothsay:—

Erected by Jane_____, to the memory of her husband John _____.
“Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast out.”

259. From Chichester Cathedral.

At the north-west corner is a vault belonging to Mr. Gay, in the centre of
which is a fine piece of sculpture. On a pedestal is represented Time, in a
sitting posture, holding an hourglass in his left hand—the right hand
extended, holding a scroll, on which are inscribed the following beautiful
and expressive lines:—