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Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: Talia (216.117.98.---)
Date: October 03, 2003 03:40PM

Gravestone Quotes
The epitaphs and gravestones of well known people.

Called Back
Emily Dickinson
(West Cemetery; Amherst, Massachusetts)
{self written}

The passive master lent his hand,
To the vast Soul which o'er him planned.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Sleepy Hollow Cemetery; Concord, Massachusetts

So we beat on, boats against the current,
borne back ceaselessly
into the past
- - - Great Gatsby
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
and his wife,
Zelda Sayre
(St. Mary's Cemetery; Rockville,Maryland)
[In 1940, St. Mary's refused to allow Fitzgerald to be buried in the Catholic cemetery because, "He had not performed his Easter duty and his writings were undesirable." Fitzgerald was buried at Rockville Union Cemetery until 1975, when the authorities at St. Mary's had a change of heart.]

had A Lover's Quarrel With The World
Robert Lee Frost
(Old Bennington Cemetery, Bennington, Vermont

Even amidst fierce flames the golden lotus can be planted.
Sylvia Plath Hughes
(Heptonstall Churchyard;Heponstall; Yorkshire, United Kingdom)

This Grave
contains all that was Mortal
of a
Young English Poet
Who
on his Death Bed
in the Bitterness of his Heart
at the Malicious Power of his Enemies
Desired
these words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone
"Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water."
John Keats
(Protestant Cemetery; Rome, Italy

Man must endure his going hence.
C. S. Lewis
(Headington Quarry Churchyard; Oxfordshire, England)

The Stone the Builders Rejected
Jack London
(Jack London State Historic Park; Glen Ellen, California)

Gone are the living, but the dead remain,
And not neglected; for a hand unseen,
Scattering its bounty like a summer rain,
Still keeps their graves and their remembrance green.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
(The Jewish Cemetery; Newport, Rhode Island)

Workers of all lands unite.
The philosophers have only
interpreted the world in various ways;
the point is to change it.
Karl Marx
(Highgate Cemetery; London, England)

kata ton daimona eay toy
Jim Morrison
(Pere Lachaise Cemetery;Paris, France)
{True to his own spirit.}

Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
Edgar Allan Poe
(Westminster Presbyterian Cemetery; Baltimore, Maryland)

Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To digg the dust encloased heare!
Blest be the man that spares thes stones,
And curst be he that moves my bones.
William Shakespeare
(Holy Trinity Church; Stratford-on-Avon, England

Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange
Percy Bysshe Shelley
(Protestant Cemetery; Rome, Italy)

And alien tears will fill for him
Pity's long-broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.
Oscar Wilde
(Pere Lachais; Paris, France)

Against you I will fling myself,
unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!
Virginia Woolf
(Monk's House, Rodmell, Sussex, England)

Cast a cold eye
On life, on death
Horseman, pass by!
William Butler Yeats
(Drumcliffe Cemetery; County Sligo, Ireland)


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: -Les- (---.trlck.ca.charter.com)
Date: October 03, 2003 03:58PM

Here's a few more:

The passive master lent his hand,
To the vast Soul which o'er him planned.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Sleepy Hollow Cemetery; Concord, Massachusetts)

..If I take the wings of the morning
and
dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea....
Anne and Charles Lindbergh
(Palapala Hoomu Congregational Cemetery; Kipahulu, Maui, Hawaii)


The Cowboy's Prayer
Oh Lord, I reckon I'm not much just by myself.
I fail to do a lot of things I ought to do.
But Lord, when trails are steep and passes high,
Help me to ride it straight the whole way through.
And when in the falling dusk I get the final call,
I do not care how many flowers they send--
Above all else the happiest trail would be
For You to say to me, "Let's ride, My friend."
Amen
Roy Rogers
(Sunset Hills Memorial Park, Apple Valley, California)

I never met a man I didn't like.
Will Rogers
(Will Rogers Memorial; Claremore, Oklahoma)
{self-written}

Les


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: J.H.SUMMERS (---.chartertn.net)
Date: October 04, 2003 01:32PM

I told you I was sick!!!

unknown hypochondriac

jhs


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: marian2 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: October 04, 2003 06:48PM

My favourite:

Here lies a poor woman who always was tired
For she lived in a place where help wasn't hired
Her last words on earth were, Dear friends I am going
Where washing ain't done nor sweeping nor sewing
And everything there is exact to my wishes
For there they don't eat and there's no washing of dishes
Don't mourn for me now, don't mourn for me never
For I'm going to do nothing for ever and ever.


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: Jack? (---.southg01.mi.comcast.net)
Date: October 04, 2003 06:53PM

Here lies Lester More
Took six shots from a .44
No Les
No More


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: glenda (---.client.comcast.net)
Date: October 04, 2003 08:07PM

Mel Blanc's epitaph on his headstone in Hollywood Forever Cemetery reads, "That's All Folks!"


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: ph (---.client.attbi.com)
Date: October 05, 2003 02:07PM

Ever the laconic one, Ernest Hemingway's gravestone reads:
Ernest Miller Hemingway
July 21, 1899 - July 2, 1961

From a gravestone in Key West, FL:
At least I know where he's sleeping tonight

Christopher Wren, St. Paul's Cathedral, London, England
If you seek my monument,
Look around you

Bonnie Anderson, Forest Lawn, Hollywood Hills, CA:
I don't want to talk about it now


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: cad (---.strl1201.mi.comcast.net)
Date: October 05, 2003 07:44PM

I have actually seen a gravestone that said
"I told you I was sick"
I wonder....


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: E.J. Lewis (203.162.4.---)
Date: October 06, 2003 01:28AM

Have had these in an old note book gathering dust for quite a while. Thought this would be the moment to search them out and present them to you for your appreciation.

Hic Jacet - Dear Mom !

As inscribed on a tombstone at St. Alsin Jest, Northern Ireland.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
Is there anything you lack ?
A change of underwear or socks
Or a tasty little snack.

Here's a bunch more:

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
They've laid you down to rest.
Are they really serious
Or was it just in jest.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
They've laid you in this place.
I knew you played cards a bit,
So, it must have been that fifth ace.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
What a pickle you are in.
Was it all that scotch you drank,
Or was it just the gin.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
I thought you were more clever.
You had to go and shoot that guy
And now they've pulled the lever.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
For you we do so mourn.
Are you comfortable where you are,
Or, is that a look of scorn.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
All dressed in a white shroud.
But God will take care of you,
He's up there on a cloud.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
Don't look as though you'd no chance.
They were so lenient the first time,
But for the second you did dance.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
You were always so very nice.
I don't believe it was for that single death,
But then a second and a thrice ?

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
What a pickle you are in.
It wasn't the size of the knife
But the guy you stuck it in.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
They've hung you with a rope.
I tried to be of some help, you know,
I even wrote the pope.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
Here's a flower for your grave.
No, you needn't stand up or smile
Or even try to wave.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
The law caught up with thee.
Capital punishment, that it was,
I'm so glad it wasn't me.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
What a crime that really was.
First you shot your old man,
Then a brother and then a cous.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
I hope I'm not too bold.
I just stopped by to ask you,
Where'd you put the gold.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
Is it really cold down there ?
If you can't stand it any longer,
I'll bring you some underwear.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
What a way you did choose.
When they finally threw the switch,
They nearly blew a fuse.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
They used a poison gas.
You just sat there and sniffed a bit,
You knew it soon would pass.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
It was with the buzz saw that you hurt.
But she didn't mind that too much,
It was that you ruined her brand new skirt.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
They've put you in a box.
You picked the swift and easy way,
It's better than pounding rocks.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
Why did you do it, please.
You cut your nose to spite that guy,
So, now you cannot sneeze.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
St. Peter needs your place.
He'll send you down to firy hell,
But in a state of grace.

Mo

ther dear, oh mother dear.
You thought it was heaven sent.
But a murder was not beffiting,
So, to the morgue is where you went.

Mother dear, oh mother dear.
We miss you quite a lot.
Maybe we'll come on down there,
And loosen the hangman's knot.

That's all !

E.J. Lewis


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: Henry (195.8.171.---)
Date: October 06, 2003 09:47AM

Spike Milligan

And black humour abounded at every turn. Asked what epitaph he wanted on his grave, Milligan said: "I told you I was ill".

William Shakespeare, Holy Trinity Church; Stratford-on-Avon, England

Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To digg the dust encloased heare!
Blest be the man that spares thes stones,
And curst be he that moves my bones.

Byron's Labrador dog Boatswain

Near this spot
Are deposited the Remains of one
Who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of Man without his Vices.
This Praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
If inscribed over human ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG
Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803,
And died at Newstead, Nov 18th, 1808.

When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rest below:
When all is done, upon the tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been:
But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his master's own,
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth:
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power,
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye! who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on --- it honours none you wish to mourn:
To mark a friend's remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one, --- and here he lies.


Re: Famous Gravestone Quotes
Posted by: IanB (---.tnt11.mel1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 08, 2003 09:57AM

Sir Christopher Wren's epitaph in St Paul's Cathedral is actually in Latin: 'Si monumentum requiris, circumspice'. The English translation, though accurate, lacks the succinctness and rhythmic power of the Latin.

Another favourite epitaph, Robert Louis Stevenson's 'Requiem', on his grave in Samoa:

Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he long'd to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.




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