An Uncivil Retort

The attention of a tourist was attracted to the following epitaph in an English church-yard:

“Here I lie at the chancel door,
Here I lie because I am poor;
When I rise at the Judgment Day,
I shall be as warm as they.”

Whereupon the irreverent visitor scribbled underneath:

From a Spirit within.

“’Tis true, old sinner, there you lie,
’Tis true you’ll be as warm as I;
But, restless spirit, why foretell
That when you rise you’ll go to hell?”