Cheltenham
“Here lies I and my three daughters,
Killed by a drinking the Cheltenham waters;
If we had stuck to Epsom salts,
We’d not been a lying in these here vaults.”
Minchin Hampton
To the Memory of Jeremiah Buck, Esq. died 1653.
J Intomb’d here lies a pillar of the State,—
E Each good man’s friend, to th’ Poor compassionate,
R Religion’s patron, just men’s sure defence,
E Evil men’s terror, guard of innocence;
M Matchless for virtues which still shine most bright,
I Impartially to all he gave their right;
A Alas! that few to heart do truly lay,
H How righteous men from earth depart away.
B By’s death we loose, but he much gain acquires,
V Vnto his body rest: His soul aspires
C Celestial mansions where he, God on high,
K Knows and enjoys to all eternity.