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She took the cup of life to sip,

Too bitter ’twas to drain;

She put it meekly from her lip,

And went to sleep again.

At WOOD DITTON, on a gravestone in which is fixed an iron dish, according to the instructions of the deceased:—

On William Symons, ob. 1753, æt. 80.

Here lies my corpse, who was the man

That loved a sop in the dripping pan;

But now, believe me I am dead,

See here the pan stands at my head.

Still for sops to the last I cried,

But could not eat, and so I died.

My neighbours, they perhaps will laugh,

When they do read my epitaph.