¹ Cf. (from Plumstead) on James Darling, aged 10 years:

Weep not for me, my parents dear:

There is no witness wanted here.

The hammer of death was given to me

For eating cherries off the tree.

Next morning death to me was sweet,

My blessèd Jesus for to meet;

He did ease me of my pain,

And I did join his holy train.

² From St. Augustine's, Wading Street, on William Lamb:

O Lamb of God, which sin didn't take away,

And as a Lamb was offered up for sin,

Where I, poor Lamb, went from thy flock astray,

Yet thou, O Lord, vouchsafe thy Lamb to win

Home to thy flock, and hold thy Lamb therein.

That, at the day when Lambs and Goats shall sever,

Of thy choice Lambs, Lamb may be one for ever.

³ Conversation between a stranger and an Amsterdammer:

S. Wien deckt dit graf? A. Den Edelen van Galen.

S. Wie zagh hem lest? A. Het Florentijnse strant.

S. Waer blonck zyn deught? A. Op zee, in bloet en stralen.

S. Wat trofze daer? A. Het hart van Engelant. etc.

⁴ On Elizabeth Picket, spinster, aged 23, daughter of a London goldsmith, who died 11 Dec. 1781, ‘in consequence of her clothes taking fire the preceding evening’. It continues: ‘Reader, if ever you should witness such an affecting scene, recollect that the only method to extinguish the flame is to stifle it with an immediate covering.’