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HACKSTON, David. Monuement in old churchyard, parish of Cupar, Fife, Scotland
suffered martyrdom at Edinburgh, July 13th, 1681, for adhering to the word of God, and Scotland's covenanted work of reformation; and also one of the hands of David Hackston, of Rathillet, who was most cruelly martyred at Edinburgh, July 30th, 1680. Our persecutors filled with rage, Their brutish fury to assuage, Took heads and hands of martyrs off, That they might be the people's scoff. They Hackston's body cut asunder, And set it up a world's wonder In several places; to proclaim These monsters' glory and their shame. Source : Rogers 1871 v.2 Actress Burial: Hollywood Forever Cemetery, Hollywood, Los Angeles County, California, USA
1934 - 1983 Go away - I'm asleep Source : findagrave.com, Memorial #1447 Burial: Princeton Cemetery, Princeton, Mercer County, New Jersey, USA
1905 - 1980 I told you I was sick Source : findagrave.com, Memorial #7968130 Monumental inscription in New York, New York
Halliburton, son of Sholto Charles, earl of Morton, and heir of the ancient family fo Halliburton, of Pitcurr, in Scotland, who perished on this coast, with twelve more young gentlemen and one common seaman, in the spirited discharge of duty, on the 30 or 31 of December, 1783, born, the 10 of October, 1763, a youth, who in contempt of hardship or danger, though possessed of an ample fortune, served seven years in the British navy, with manly courage, and seemed to deserve a better fate. This plain monumental stone is erected by his unhappy mother, Katharine, countess dowager of Morton, to his dear memory and that of his unfortunate companions, James Champion, lieutenant of marines; Alexander Johnstone, George Paddy, Robert Haywood, midshipman; Charles Gascoigne, Andrew Hamilton, William Scott, David Reddie, William Tomlinson, William Spry, John M'Chain, Robert Wood, young gentlemen; George Towers, common seaman; cast away, all found dead and frozen, and buried in one grave. Source : Alden 1814 v.1 Monumental inscription in New York, New York
Halliburton, son of Sholto Charles, earl of Morton, and heir of the ancient family fo Halliburton, of Pitcurr, in Scotland, who perished on this coast, with twelve more young gentlemen and one common seaman, in the spirited discharge of duty, on the 30 or 31 of December, 1783, born, the 10 of October, 1763, a youth, who in contempt of hardship or danger, though possessed of an ample fortune, served seven years in the British navy, with manly courage, and seemed to deserve a better fate. This plain monumental stone is erected by his unhappy mother, Katharine, countess dowager of Morton, to his dear memory and that of his unfortunate companions, James Champion, lieutenant of marines; Alexander Johnstone, George Paddy, Robert Haywood, midshipman; Charles Gascoigne, Andrew Hamilton, William Scott, David Reddie, William Tomlinson, William Spry, John M'Chain, Robert Wood, young gentlemen; George Towers, common seaman; cast away, all found dead and frozen, and buried in one grave. Source : Alden 1814 v.1 Landport Churchyard, Hampshire, England
to the Memory of Richard Harper who departed this life Novr. 10th. 1848 Aged 87 Years Also Mary Wife of the above who departed this life April 20th. 1850. Aged 81 Years. They was what they was, what every good Man and Woman ought to be; that was they. Source : Maiben 1870 Buried near Williamsport, Pennsylvania
Henry Harris, Born June 27th, 1821, of Henry Harris And Jane his Wife. Died on the 4th of May, 1837, by the kick of a colt in his bowels. Peaceable and quiet, a friend to his father and mother, and respected by all who knew him, and went to the world where horses don't kick, where sorrow and weeping is no more. Source : Eaton 1900 Died May 2, 1782, aged 63 years. Buried in Copp's Hill burial ground, Boston, Massachusetts
'Tis death's kind warning to prepare Thou too must hasten to the tomb And mingle with corruption there. Source : Norton 1921 Died December 26, 1811 Buried in the crypt of the Monumental Church, Richmond, Virginia
Died December 26, 1811 Buried in the crypt of the Monumental Church, Richmond, Virginia
Buried : Bury St. Edmunds Churchyard, Suffolk, England
Mary Haselton, A Young Maiden of this Town, Born of Roman Catholic Parents, And virtuously brought up; Who being in the act of Prayer Repeating her Vespers, Was instantaneously killed by a flash Of lightning, August the 16th 1785. - Aged 9 Years - Not Siloams tower the Victims slew, Because above the many sinned the few, Nor here the fated lightning wreaked its rage, By Vengeance sent for crimes matured by age: The little suppliant with its hands upreared, Address'd her God in prayers the Priest had taught, His mercy prayed, and His protection sought; Learn Reader hence, that Wisdom to adore Thou canst not scann : & fear his boundless Power: Safe shalt thou be if thou perform'st His will, Blest if he spares, and more blest should He kill. Source : Maiben 1870 Monuement in old churchyard, parish of Cupar, Fife, Scotland
suffered martyrdom at Edinburgh, July 13th, 1681, for adhering to the word of God, and Scotland's covenanted work of reformation; and also one of the hands of David Hackston, of Rathillet, who was most cruelly martyred at Edinburgh, July 30th, 1680. Our persecutors filled with rage, Their brutish fury to assuage, Took heads and hands of martyrs off, That they might be the people's scoff. They Hackston's body cut asunder, And set it up a world's wonder In several places; to proclaim These monsters' glory and their shame. Source : Rogers 1871 v.2 Monumental inscription : Lady Yester's Churchyard, Edinburgh, Midlothian, Scotland
Here, or elsewhere, perhaps nowhere, are to be laid up the bones of John Mackenzie and Margaret Hay, mutually loving with chaste care - rewards of their faith, not works in humble hope expecting. For this square place, extending to five elnes, from the town council, to bury them and their heirs they obtained in the year of the Sun of Righteousness 1702. Source : Rogers 1871 v.1 Fordington churchyard, near Dorchester, Dorset, England
John Haynes Aged 77. Died 1799 As those we love decay, we die in part, String after String is severed from the Heart, Till loosened life's at last but crumbling clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away, Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragged lingering on from partial Death, to Death, Till dying, all he can resign is breath. Source : Maiben 1870 Monumental inscription in New York, New York
Halliburton, son of Sholto Charles, earl of Morton, and heir of the ancient family fo Halliburton, of Pitcurr, in Scotland, who perished on this coast, with twelve more young gentlemen and one common seaman, in the spirited discharge of duty, on the 30 or 31 of December, 1783, born, the 10 of October, 1763, a youth, who in contempt of hardship or danger, though possessed of an ample fortune, served seven years in the British navy, with manly courage, and seemed to deserve a better fate. This plain monumental stone is erected by his unhappy mother, Katharine, countess dowager of Morton, to his dear memory and that of his unfortunate companions, James Champion, lieutenant of marines; Alexander Johnstone, George Paddy, Robert Haywood, midshipman; Charles Gascoigne, Andrew Hamilton, William Scott, David Reddie, William Tomlinson, William Spry, John M'Chain, Robert Wood, young gentlemen; George Towers, common seaman; cast away, all found dead and frozen, and buried in one grave. Source : Alden 1814 v.1 Burial: Pleasant Ridge Cemetery, Sunnyvale, Dallas County, Texas, USA
Earl Lee Heaps Oct. 16, 1915 Sept. 29, 1984 “I told you I was sick” Source : findagrave.com, Memorial #18147326 Buried in Newark, New Jersey
this life, the 27 of September, 1780 in the 52 year of his age. He was a firm friend to his country in the darkest times, zealous for American liberty in opposition to British tyranny, and, at last, fell a victim to British cruelty. Source : Alden 1814 v.1 Buried in Inveravon, Banffshire, Scotland
Source : Jervise 1875 Died December 26, 1811 Buried in the crypt of the Monumental Church, Richmond, Virginia
Brighton Churchyard, Sussex, England
Phoebe Hessel who was born at Stepney in the year 1713. She served for many years as a private Soldier in the 5th Regt of Foot in different parts of Europe and in the Year 1745 fought under the Command of the Duke of Cumberland at the Battle of Fontenoy, when she received a bayonet wound in her arm. Her long life which commenced in the time of Queen Anne, extended to the reign of George IV; by whose munificence she received comfort and support in her latter years. She died at Brighton where she had long resided Decr 12th 1821 : Aged 108 Years. Source : Maiben 1870 Burial: Oakland Cemetery, Warren, Warren County, Pennsylvania, USA
1899 - 1938 Sure hope it's better where you went then where you've been A.H. Hill - son - 1982 Source : findagrave.com, Memorial #7077710 Memorial inscription in Lincoln Cathedral, Lincolnshire, England Died in 1616, aged 56 years
'Tis Otwell Hill, a holy Hill, And, truly, sooth to say, Upon this hill, he praised still, The Lord both night and day. Upon this hill this Hill did cry, Aloud the Scripture letter, And strove your wicked villains by Good counsel to make better. And now this Hill tho' under stones, Has the Lord's hill to lie on; For Lincoln Hill has got his bones His soul, the Hill of Sion. Source : Howe 1901 Bolsover churchyard, Derbyshire
lies, in a horizontal position, the outside case of Thomas Hinde, Clock and Watch-maker, Who departed this life, wound up in hope of being taken in hand by his Maker, and being thoroughly cleaned, repaired, and set a-going in the world to come, On the 15th of August, 1836, In the 19th year of his age. Source : Andrews 1899 Chelsea Hospital, Middlesex, England
A Veteran, if ever Soldier was, Who merited well a Pension, If long service be a merit, Having served upwards of the days of Man. Ancient, but not superannuated; Engaged in a Series of Wars, Civil as well as Foreign, Yet maimed or worn out by neither. His complexion was Fresh and Florid; His Health Hale and Hearty; His memory Exact and Ready. In Stature He exceeded the Military Size; In Strength He surpassed the Prime of Youth; And What rendered his age still more Patriarchal, When above a Hundred Years old He took unto him a Wife! Read! fellow Soldiers, and reflect That there is a Spiritual Warfare, As well as a Warfare Temporal. Born the 1st August, 1620, Died the 17th of February, 1732, Aged One Hundred and Twelve. Source : Andrews 1899 Memorial in Providence, Rhode Island
10 January, 1803, aetatis 25. Erected by his widow Elizabeth, who claims This sacred spot and consecrated keeps To him, who in the ocean's bosom sleeps; Yet, though his body sinks, beneath the wave, An early victim to a wat'ry grave, His soul aloft will yon bright realms explore Where storms ne'er rise, nor angry billows roar. Source : Alden 1814 v.4 Memorial inscription in the Church of St Mary, Wedmore, Somerset, England
Somerset, esq.; who at the siege of Antwerpe, aboute 1583, with unconquered courage, wonne two ensignes from the enemy, where, receiving his las wound, he gave three legacies : his soule to the Lord Jesus, his body to be lodged in Flemish earth, his heart to be sent to his dear wife in England: - Here lies his wounded heart, for whome One kingdom was too small a roome: Two kingdoms therefore have thought good to part So stout a body and so brave a heart. Source : Fairley 1873 Buried : Stepney churchyard, Middlesex, England
To the memory of Andrew Hodgson of Blyth, in the County of Northumberland; Master Mariner: who departed this life May 14th, 1810. Aged 21 Years. At anchor laid remote from home, Toiling I cry, Sweet Spirit come; Celestial breeze no longer stay, But swell my sails and speed my way. Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, And loose my cable from below; But I can only spread my sail, Thou, thou, must breathe th'auspicious gale. Source : Roffe 1859 Epitaph in Lincoln Cathedral, Lincolnshire, England
Michael Honeywood, D.D., Dean of Lincoln, who died Sept. 7, 1681, aged 85. He was Grandchild, and one of the 367 persons That Mary, the Wife of Robert Honeywood, Esq., Did see before she died lawfully descended from her; That is, Sixteen of her own body, One hundred and fourteen Grandchildren, Two hundred and twenty-eight of the third generation, And nine of the fourth. (Lady Mary Honeywood died at Markshall in Essex, in 1620, aged ninety-two, and in the forty-fourth year of her widowhood.) Source : Johnson 1883 Buried : St. John's churchyard, Deptford, Kent, England.
Intered the Body of Mrs. Elizabeth Lea, (widow of Richd. Lea Esqre., and Daughter of Daniel Furzer Esqre.) who died Novr. ye 15th 1754, aged 42 Years. Also the Body of Mr. Phillip Hooker, Husband of the above Jane Hooker, who died May 14th 1778, aged 63 Years. These letters were Recut by John David Rolt, and Phillip Hooker, great-grandsons of Elizabeth Lea: 1840 Also the body of Benn. Hooker Great-grandson of the above Mr. Phillip Hooker; Obt. 7th Jany, 1852; aged 31 years. Source : Roffe 1859 Conway, Caernavonshire, Wales
was ye 41st child of his father William Hookes Esqre. by Alice his Wife, and ye father of 27 children, who dyed ye 20th day of March 1637. Source : Ravenshaw 1878 Aberconway Churchyard, Caernavonshire, Wales
one-and-fortieth child of his father, William Hooks, Esq., by Alice his wife, and the father of seven-and-twenty children; he died the 20th day of March, 1637. Source : Fairley 1873 Inscription in a small and solitary Churchyard in Kent, England
years, but more pertickler to the last, Mrs. Sally Horne, who has left me and four dear children : she was a good, sober, and clean soul, and may i soon go to her - A.D. 1732 : Dear wives, if you and i shall all go to heaven, The Lord be blest, for then we shall be even, William Joy Horne, Carpenter Source : Fairley 1873 Memorial in Bristol, Rhode Island
youths, sons of mr. Perley Howe and Abigail, his wife; Mark Anthony De Wolfe Howe, born, 29 April, 1777, William Howe, born, 4 November, 1778, and James Howe, born, 2 May, 1781. Returning from a voyage around the world, they were, probably, wrecked on this coast, in the winter of 1802. One fate surpris'd them, And one grave receiv'd them. Source : Alden 1814 v.4 Buried : Jefferson, Ohio Veteran editor of the Ashtabula Sentinel. Gravestone placed in the Jefferson, Ohio cemetery on July 19, 1913. The gravestone consist of the “make-up” stone used by Mr. Howells for fifty years, during his successive evolutions as printer's devil, printer, and editor. It is inscribed with these lines written by William Dean Howells, a brother of the editor :
He framed the history of his time untill, Week after week, the varying record ran. To its half-centuried tale of well and ill. Remember now how true through all those days He was - friend, brother, husband, son - Fill the whole limit of your space with praise. There needs no room for blame - blame there was none. Source : The New York Times, July 20, 1913 Died in 1765, aged 46 years. Buried in Copp's Hill burial ground, Boston, Massachusetts
And days, how swift the flay: Our life is ever on the Wing, And Death is ever nigh. The Moment when our Lives begin, We all begin to die. Source : Norton 1921 Buried : St. Machael's graveyard, Coventry, Warwickshire Engaged over sixty years as a compositor on the Coventry Mercury.
lies inter'd the mortal remains of John Hulm, Printer, who, like an old, worn-out type, battered by frequent use, reposes in the grave. But not without a hope that at some future time he might be cast in the mould of righteousness, And safely locked-up in the chase of immortality. He was distributed from the board of life on the 9th day of Sept., 1827, Aged 75. Regretted by his employers, and respected by his fellow artists. Source : Andrews 1899 Died 1769 Buried in Copp's Hill burial ground, Boston, Massachusetts
Whom I did Love most Dear; And now her Soul hath took its Flight, And bed her Spightful Foes good Night. Source : Norton 1921 Died December 26, 1811 Buried in the crypt of the Monumental Church, Richmond, Virginia
Stonemason Buried in 1800 at Hurworth-on-Tees, County Durham, England
My sliding rule neglected lie My Box my Tape and likewise Branans, Must now be put in other hands; My Brass receiver and my float Will never more engage my thought. My Worke is off My Gages Cast My Book end's closed, I've done at last. Source : Johnson 1883 Go to Main Page for a more detailed list of sources. |
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