Muutamia hautakivikirjoituksia

Laurence Lideardin hautausmaalla

The man that rests in this grave has had 8 wives,
by whom he had 45 children, and 20 grand-
children. He was born rich, lived and
died poor, aged 94 years,
July 30th, 1774
Born at Bewdley in Worcestershire in 1650.


Ann Jennings, Wolstanton

Some have children - some have none -
Here lies the mother of twenty-one.


Hedon, Holderness, East Yorshire

Here lyeth the body of
William Strutton, of Patrington
Buried the 18th of May 1734
Aged 97

Who had, by his first wife, twenty-eight children,
And by a second seventeen;
Own father to forty-five
Grand-father to eighty-six,
Great grand-father to ninety-seven,
And Great, great-grand-father to twenty-three;
In all two hundred and fifty-one.


Joskus 1700-luvun lopulla tuli tavaksi leikitellä englannin sanoilla siten, että kirjaimia järjestämällä se saatiin muistuttamaan latinaa. Kuvassa näkyvällä epitafilla oli tarkoitus kiusoitella Oxfordin, Cambridgen ja Etonin oppineita. Hautakiven tekstin saa melko nopeasti selville, mutta tulkoon se joka tapauksessa merkityksi tähänkin;

Beneath
this stone reposeth
Claud Coster
tripe-seller, of Impington,
as doth his consort Jane.

Maailmasta löytyy monia erittäin humoristisia hautakirjoituksia, joista olen tähän poiminut muutamia kirjasesta "Epitaphs; a unique collection of post mortem comment". Tekstejä ei ole suomennettu, sillä osa sanaleikeistä toimii vain englanniksi.


Montmartre;

"Here lies A. B.
Who at the age of eighteen
earned £40 a year."

Burlingtonin hautausmaalta;

"She lived with her husband fifty years
And died in confident hope of a better life."

Pembrokeshiren kirkkomaalta;

"Here lie I, and no wonder I'm dead,
For the wheel of the wagon went over my head."

Eräs leski, jonka mies räjähti kappaleiksi ruutipulverin takia, vaati seuraavaa tekstiä tämän hautakiveen;

"He rests in pieces"

Tuntemattomilta hautausmailta;

"John Palfryman, who is buried here
Was aged four and twenty year,
And near this place his mother lies
Likewise his father when he dies"

"Ledyard Conn, on a man who died of natural
causes after several attemps at suicide;
He died an honest death."

"Here lies Peter Montgomery, who was accidentally
shot in his 30th year. This monument
was erected by grateful relatives."

"Here lies the body of Jonathan Ground
Who was lost at sea and never found."

Tombstone epitaphs

On the grave of Ezekiel Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:
Here lies Ezekial Aikle Age 102: The Good Die Young.

In a London, England cemetery:
Ann Mann: Here lies Ann Mann, Who lived an old maid But died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767

In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery:
Anna Wallace: The children of Israel wanted bread. And the Lord sent them manna.
Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife, And the Devil sent him Anna.

Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery:
Here lies Johnny Yeast, Pardon me For not rising.

Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake: Stepped on the gas Instead of the brake.

In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery:
Here lays Butch. We planted him raw. He was quick on the trigger, But slow on the draw.

In a Vermont cemetery:
Sacred to the memory of my husband John Barnes who died January 3, 1803.
His comely young widow, aged 23, has many qualifications of a good wife, and yearns to be comforted.

A lawyer's epitaph in England:
Sir John Strange: Here lies an honest lawyer, And that is Strange.

An Anonymous in Stowe, Vermont:
I was somebody. Who, is no business Of yours.

Lester Moore was a Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona
He's buried in the Boot Hill Cemetery in Tombstone, Arizona:
Here lies Lester Moore. Four slugs from a .44. No Les No More.

In a Georgia cemetery:
"I told you I was sick!"

John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery:
Reader, if cash thou art in want of any. Dig 4 feet deep, and thou wilt find a Penny.

On Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery, Richmond, Virginia:
She always said her feet were killing her but nobody believed her.

In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England:
On the 22nd of June - Jonathan Fiddle - Went out of tune.

Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls, Vermont
Here lies the body of our Anna Done to death by a banana.
It wasn't the fruit that laid her low.
But the skin of the thing that made her go.

Owen Moore in Battersea, London, England:
Gone away Owin' more than he could pay.

Winslow, Maine
In Memory of Beza Wood Departed this life Nov. 2, 1837 Aged 45 yrs.
Here lies one Wood enclosed in wood, One Wood Within another.
The outer wood Is very good: We cannot praise The other.

On a grave from the 1880's in Nantucket, Massachusetts:
Under the sod and under the trees Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.
He is not here, there's only the pod: Pease shelled out and went to God.

The grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania

Who was fatally burned March 21, 1870 by the explosion of a lamp filled with "R.E. Danforth's Non-Explosive Burning Fluid"

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: Born 1903--Died 1942
Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. It was.

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:
Here lies an Atheist All dressed up And no place to go.


Dr. Fred Roberts, Brookland, Arkansas:
Office upstairs



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