a certain period, and depositing them in charnel-houses. There is no reason to believe that Shakespeare wrote the lines himself. They were probably placed on his gravestone by those who had the care of his funeral. A correspondent of "Notes and Queries," (3rd S. II. 164), states that he found a similar inscription in Wimbledon Churchyard, on a tomb of the date of 1847. EPITAPH ON THE WIFE OF SIR COPE D'OYLY. 1618. (Burke's "Extinct Baronetage.") Would'st thou (Reader) draw to life Read on, and then redeem from shame, This dust was once in spirit a Jael, Prudently simple, providently warie, To the world a Martha, and to Heaven a Marie. In "Wit Restored," 1658, ed. 1817, II. 233, there is a quaint epitaph of similar character on a matron : Here lies a wife was chaste, a mother blest, A modest matron, all these in one chest: Sarah unto her mate, Mary to God, Martha to men whilst here she had abode. In the "Gentleman's Magazine," LXXX. Part II. 527, an epitaph of similar character at Grays, in Essex, is given: Behold the silent grave; it doth embrace EPITAPH ON WILLIAM WHEATLY. (Wood's "Athenæ Oxonienses," ed. 1813, II. 639.) The conceits of the writers known as the Metaphysical Poets, of whom Dr. Johnson, in his "Life of Cowley," has given a masterly account, were sometimes carried to an extent which might appear almost incredible. An example is exhibited in an epitaph in the churchyard of Banbury over the grave of William Whatelie, or Wheatly, the vicar, a man of much learning, who died in 1639: Whatsoe'er thou'lt say who passest by, Why? here's enshrin'd celestial dust; His bones, whose name and fame can't die, Who swam to 's tomb in 's people's eyes. There is a Latin distich of a period a little earlier, by Bernardus Bauhusius, on the death of Lipsius, in which the conceit by which grief is expressed is almost as singular. The translation, by James Wright, is of a date but little later ("Delitis Delitiarum," 204): Some in rich Parian stone, in ivory And marble some, Lipsius in tears doth lie. In "A Farther Discourse on Epitaphs," by Camden, in Hearne's "Collection of Curious Discourses," an epigram is preserved "On the Removal of Queen Elizabeth's Body from Richmond to Whitehall by Water": The Queen was brought by water to Whitehall, More clung about the barge, fish under water Wept out their eyes of pearl, and swom blind after. I think the bargemen might with easier thighs, Have rowed her thither in her people's eyes. For howsoe'er, thus much my thoughts have scann'd, Camden calls this "doleful"; Horace Walpole says it is " a most perfect example of the bathos." HUGO GROTIUS, When confined in the fortress of Loevestein on suspicion of favouring the Arminians, obtained permission to borrow books, which cam in and were returned in chests. His wife enabled him to effect his escape by concealing him in one of these chests, supposed by the guards to contain books. The following epigram was made on the event. It is translated from the Latin in "Selections from the French Anas," 1797, II. 17: This chest, which to its master did convey Unconscious now of greater weight and cares, Owen addressed a Latin epigram "To Roger Owen, a learned Knight" (Book IV. 245), which Harvey thus translates: Thou know'st the Britons' laws, their old, new rites, And all that their whole history recites: In thy discourse, thou'rt so profoundly read, A living library seems in thine head. Cowper, in the second of his odes "On the burning of Lord Mansfield's Library," rejoices in the care which preserved "his sacred head from harm," and adds: There Memory, like the bee that's fed From Flora's balmy store, The quintessence of all he read ON A GARDENER. ("Wit Restored," published 1658. Reprinted 1817, II. 232.) Unhappily, it is too commonly the case that those who are "emblemed to" death are the very persons who think the least of their own end. The callousness which is bred by habit is inimitably drawn out by Shakespeare in the grave-diggers' scene in "Hamlet," where the singing of the one clown and the play of wit of both, is only interrupted by the order of the one to the other, "Go, get thee to Yaughan, and fetch me a stoup of liquor." COLONEL JOHN LILBURN, Born in 1618, was called, says Granger, "Freeborn John," and was the most hardened and refractory of all the seditious libellers of the time. He was, moreover, of such a quarrelsome disposition, that it was appositely said of him, Wood tells us, "that, if there was none living but he, John would be against Lilburn, and Lilburn against John." This saying was probably the origin of the following epigram on his death, which is found in Grey's notes to Butler's "Hudibras," ed. 1806, II. 271; and in other places: Is John departed, and is Lilburn gone? Yet being dead, take this advice from me, For if they both should meet, they would fall out. Butler is supposed to allude to Lilburn in his description of the perverse haberdasher (" Hudibras," Part III. Canto ii. 437): For he at any time would hang, Than miss his dear delight to wrangle. An old anonymous "Epitaph on a Litigious Man," given in a "Collection of Epitaphs, &c.," 1806, I. 124, may be compared with the epigram on Lilburn: Here lies a man who in his life With every man had law and strife, Doth knock and beat against each other; Pray for his soul's health, gentle brother. M. Blainville, in his "Travels," preserves a droll epitaph on a man and his wife, from a marble found near the church of S. Agnes at Rome; thus translated from the Latin by C: Stay, traveller-a miracle behold! A man and wife lie here, and do not scold; EPITAPH ON ROBERT BARGRAVE, WHO DIED IN 1659, Farewell, sweet boy! and farewell all in thee, Thy death to wean us from the world is sent us. An epitaph by Mrs. Barber, on a son of Lord Mountcashell, who died in childhood, may be compared (Barber's "Poems on Several Occasions," 1735, 147): Sir Isaac Newton, when at school at Grantham, busied himself very much in drawing, and furnished his room in the house of Mr. Clarke, the apothecary, where he lodged, with pictures of his own making. Mrs. Vincent, whose mother was Mr. Clarke's second wife, and who lived in the same house with Sir Isaac, told Dr. Stukeley that he wrote the following verses under a picture of King Charles I., and thinks that he made them himself (Letter from Dr. Stukeley to Dr. Mead, Nichols' "Illustrations of Literary History," IV. 30): A secret art my soul requires to try, If prayers can give me what the wars deny. Is full of bliss and of eternity. There is something incongruous in quoting the revolutionary Milton after these touching lines on the Martyr King; but the following passage, at the close of the second book of "Paradise Regained," is applicable to the thought expressed by the monarch: Yet not for that a crown, Golden in show, is but a wreath of thorns, Brings dangers, troubles, cares, and sleepless nights, To him who wears the regal diadem, When on his shoulders each man's burden lies. Yet he, who reigns within himself, and rules |