And one of His Majesty King CHARLES II. Counsel,

Learned in the Law:

To whom he was very instrumental in his
Happy restoration,

He lived much beloved, and died much lamented,
The 15th of October, 1693;

In the 74th year of his age.

In memory of him, his sorrowful lady hath
Caused this monument to be erected.

St. Laurence, Appleby.

In the inside of this Church, at the south end of the Communion table, is a noble monument within high Iron grates; on the south side of which monument is this Legend:

Here lyeth interred the body of

LADY MARGARET RUSSEL,

Countess Dowager of Cumberland,

Youngest child of Francis Russel, second Earl of Bedford

Married to George Lord Clifford, third Earl of Cumberland;

She lived his Wife 29 years, and died his widow at Brougham Castle, 24th of May;

Ten

years

and Seven months after his decease.

She had issue by him two sons, Francis and Robert, Who both died young;

And one daughter, the Lady Anne Clifford, Married to Richard Sackville, third Earl of Dorset ; Who in the memory of her religious mother, Erected this monument A. D. 1617.

Upon the north side of the same monument :—

Who faith, love, mercy, noble constancy,
To God, to virtue, to distress, to right;
Observ'd, express'd, shew'd, held religiously,
Hath here this monument: thou seest in sight,
The corn of her earthly part; but, passenger!
Know Heav'n and fame contains the best of her.

Of them who wrapt in earth so cold,
No more the smiling day shall view;
Should many a tender tale be told,
For many a tender thought is due.

LANGHORne.

Barton church.

On a brass plate in the Chancel is the following Inscription :-

Hic jacet Francisca Dawes, filia Thoma Flecher, de Strickland, armigeri, natų maxima ; perqueim charissima quidem et perdilecta usor Lanceloti Dawes, de Barton-kirk, generosi, quæ huie mundo, spe multo melioris, 23d Feb. veledixit; anno Aetatis suæ 23; Annoque Dni 1673.

Under this stone, reader! interr'd doth lye,
Beauty and virtue's true epitome:

At her appearance the noon-sun

Blush'd and shrunk in 'cause quite outdone.
In her concentred did all graces dwell,

God pluck'd my rose, that he might take a smell;
I'll say no more: but weeping wish I may

Soon with thy dear chaste ashes come to lay.

"Sic efflevit maritus."

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En Kirby Stephen church-Vard.

1762.

TO THE MEMORY OF

THE REV. JOSEPH LANGHORNE,

Of Winton;

AND ISABEL HIS WIFE.

Her, who to teach this trembling hand to write, Toil'd the long day and watch'd the tedious night ; I mourn, tho' number'd with the Heav'nly host, With her the means of gratitude are lost.

J. LANGHORNE.

This is that John Langhorne, D. D. who hath favoured the public with many elegant productions, both in prose and verse.

In York Cathedral.

The briar-bound turf and cenotaph on high, Proclaim, proclaim aloud that men is born to die;

Soon will the mournful yew, or cypress wave
O'er the grey stone, that marks thy silent grave;
Yet why repine since one benignant power
Ordains the natal and the final hour;
Revere his hallow'd laws, his mercy trust,
His arm paternal guards the wise and just;
Raise thy low groveling thoughts to scenes above,
Realms of eternal peace, and joy, and love.

TO THE MEMORY OF

WILLIAM BURGH, A. M.

Lost in a jarring world's tumultous cries,
Unmark'd around us fall the good and wise;
Here Burgh is laid a venerable name,
To virtue sacred, not unknown to fame;
Let those he lov'd, let those who lov'd him tell,
How dear he liv'd and how lamented fell;
Tell of the void his social spirit left,
Of comforts long enjoy'd, for ever reft
Of wit that gilded many a sprightly hour-
Of kindness when the scene of Joy was o'er,
Of truth's ethereal beam, by learning given
To guide his virtues to their native Heav'n ;
Nor shall their sorrowing voice be heard unmov'd,
While gratitude is left, or goodness lov'd;
But listening crowds this honour'd tomb attend,
And children's children, bless their father's friend.