Walworth.

G.W.

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EPITAPHS.

On Ann Jennings, at Wolstanton.

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

On Du Bois, born in a baggage-wagon, and killed in a duel.

  Begot in a cart, in a cart first drew breath,
  Carte and tierce was his life, and a carte was his death.

On a Publican.

  A jolly landlord once was I,
  And kept the Old King’s Head hard by,
  Sold mead and gin, cider and beer,
  And eke all other kinds of cheer,
  Till Death my license took away,
  And put me in this house of clay: 
  A house at which you all must call,
  Sooner or later, great and small.

On John Underwood.

  Oh cruel Death, that dost no good,
    With thy destructive maggots;
  Now thou hast cropt our Underwood,
    What shall we do for fagots?

In Dorchester Churchyard.

  Frank from his Betty snatch’d by Fate,
  Shows how uncertain is our state;
  He smiled at morn, at noon lay dead—­
  Flung from a horse that kick’d his head. 
  But tho’ he’s gone, from tears refrain,
  At judgment he’ll get up again.

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EPITAPHS IN BROMSGROVE CHURCHYARD.

In memory of Thomas Maningly, who died 3rd of May, 1819, aged 28 years.

  Beneath this stone lies the remains,
  Who in Bromsgrove-street was slain;
  A currier with his knife did the deed,
  And left me in the street to bleed;
  But when archangel’s trump shall sound,
  And souls to bodies join, that murderer
  I hope will see my soul in heaven shine.

Edward Hill, died 1st of January, 1800, aged 70.

  He now in silence here remains,
  (Who fought with Wolf on Abraham’s plains);
  E’en so will Mary Hill, his wife,
  When God shall please to take her life. 
  ’Twas Edward Hill, their only son,
  Who caused the writing on this stone.

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We perceive that Mr. Murray has advertised the second edition of Sir Humphry Davy’s Salmonia, with the following opinion quoted from the Gentleman’s Magazine:  “One of the most delightful labours of leisure ever seen—­not a few of the most beautiful phenomena of nature are here lucidly explained.”  Now, these identical words occur in our Memoir of Sir H. Davy prefixed to vol. xiii. of The Mirror, and published in July, 1829.  A Memoir of Sir Humphry Davy appeared subsequently in the Gentleman’s Magazine of the same year, in which the editor has most unceremoniously borrowed the original portion of our Memoir (among which is that quoted above), without a single line of acknowledgment.  He has, too, printed this matter in his largest type, while we were content to write and sell the whole Memoir and Portrait at our usual cheap rate.