"Beneath this stone old Abraham lies; Nobody laughs and nobody cries. Where he is gone, and how he fares, Nobody knows…"

""In his last binn Sir Peter lies." * * * * He kept at true humour's mark The social flow of pleasure's tide: He never…"

"This work, newly revised and improved by its great Author, will reappear in a splendid day."

"Requiescat in pace."

"Jacet ecce Tibullus; Vix manet e toto parva quod urna capit."

"Molliter ossa cubent."

"Emigravit, is the inscription on the tombstone where he lies; Dead he is not, but departed,—for the artist never dies."

"Here lie I, Martin Elginbrodde: Have mercy o' my soul, Lord God; As I wad do, were I Lord God, And ye were Martin Elg…"

"Ci gît l'enfant gâté du monde qu'il gâta."

"Postquam est mortem aptus Plautus: comœdia luget Scena deserta, dein risus ludus jocusque Et numeri innumeri simul om…"