Carnarvon
Dust from dust at first was taken,—
Dust by dust is now forsaken;
Dust in dust shall still remain,
Till dust from dust shall rise again.
Denbighshire
Wrexham
Here lies a Church-warden,
A choice flower in that garden,
Joseph Critchley by name,
Who lived in good fame
Being gone to rest,
Without doubt he is blest.
Montgomeryshire
Montgomery
All you that come our grave to see
A moment pause and think,
How we are in eternity
And you are on the brink.
Berriew
Farewell, my dear and loving wife,
Partner of the cares of life,
And you my children now adieu,
Since I no more can come to you.
Guildsfield
Beneath this yew tree
Buried would he be,
Because his father, he,
Planted this yew tree.
Pembrokeshire
Llanvair
Who Ever hear on Sonday,
Will practis playing at Ball,
It may be be Fore Munday
The devil Will Have you All.
Radnorshire
Radnor
In health and strength unthinking of my fate,
Death like a thief knock’d at my Bolted gate,
I hasted down to know the reason why
That noise was made, Death Quickly did Reply,
For thee I Call, thy Soul is now Requir’d,
I trembling gaz’d and Instantly Expir’d.