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PC.770.005
8-15 Jan 1770:4131 (157)
Cure of the miser's wish, and cowards fear,
Death only shews us what we knew was near,
With courage, therefore, view the pointed hour,
Dread not death's anger, but expect its power;
. . . [2 more lines, signed] Prior.
[An essay on epitaphs follows including the following:
A merry goldsmith, of London, prepared the following for
his grave-stone, probably before the Reformation.
When the bels be merrily rung,
And the mass devoutly sung,
And the meat merrily eaten,
Then is Robert Traps, his wife and children quite
forgetten. . .
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