An Epitaph upon Mrs. G
Who ever knows or hears whose sacred bones
Rest here within these monumental stones,
How dear a mother and how sweet a wife,
If he has bowels, cannot for his life
But on her ashes must some tears distill,
For if men will not weep, this marble will.
Rest here within these monumental stones,
How dear a mother and how sweet a wife,
If he has bowels, cannot for his life
But on her ashes must some tears distill,
For if men will not weep, this marble will.
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