Occasional verse, moral and sacred Published for the instruction and amusement of the Candidly Serious and Religious [by Edward Perronet] |
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AN EPITAPH.
Who's this that sleeps beneath this mould'ring stone?“Why can't you read!” To you that ask be't known
I once, like you, as now you, just like me,
Thought life a jest, and god a novelty:
But now revers'd, the dead much better know;
And ye who doubt, where they are gone must go.
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