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After the Dash Ten LiteraryEpitaphs Its Halloween!â out of appreciation for the creepiest of occasions, why not mull over your own mortality? Great TIMES! Here are ten elegantly composed or intriguing considered last farewells from people (or people who knew them) who have rearranged off this human loop. 1.â William Shakespeare (1564-1616) [Gravestone in Holy Trinity Church, Stratford-upon-Avon] Great FREND FOR IESVS SAKE FORBEARE TO DIGG THE DVST ENCLOASED HEARE BLESTE BE Y MAN Y SPARES THES STONES Also, CVRST BE HE THAT MOVES MY BONES 2.â Edmund Spenser (1510-1596) Here lyes (expecting the second Comminge of our Savior Christ Jesus) the assortment of Edmond Spenser, the Prince of Poets in his time; whose heavenly soul needs no different observer than the works he abandoned him. 3.â The Seven-Year-Old Son of Ben Jonson (sixteenth century) Goodbye, thou offspring of my correct hand and happiness; My wrongdoing was an excessive amount of any desire for thee, lovd kid, Seven years thou wert loaned to me and I thee pay Demanded by thy destiny on the only day. O, would I be able to lose all dad, presently. For why Will man mourn the state he should envy? To have so soon scapd Worlds and fleshs rage, What's more, if no other wretchedness, yet age? Rest in delicate harmony and askd state here doth lie Ben Jonson his best bit of poetrie. For whose purpose, from this time forward, every one of his promises be such As what he adores may never live excessively. 4.  Dorothy Parker (1893-1967) Reason my residue. 5.â Mrs. Aphra Behn (1640-89) Here untruths a Proof that Wit can never be Resistance enough against Mortality. 6.â Alexander Pope (1688-1744) For one who might not be covered in Westminster Abbey: Legends and Kings! your separation keep; In harmony let one poor Poet rest, Who never flatterd Folks like you: Allow Horace to become flushed, and Virgil as well. 7.â Jonathan Swift (1667-1745) [translated from Latin] Here untruths the collection of Jonathan Swift, Professor of Holy Theology, Senior member of this house of prayer church, where savage ire can slash his heart no more. Go, voyager, what's more, on the off chance that you can, emulate one who with his most extreme quality ensured freedom. 8.â Benjamin Franklin (1706-90) The collection of B. Franklin, Printer, Like the front of an old book its substance removed, furthermore, deprived of its lettering and overlaying, lies here, nourishment for worms. Be that as it may, the work will not be entirely lost, for it will, as he accepted, show up again, in another and progressively immaculate release, revised and corrected by the Author. 9.â John Keats (1795-1821) This Grave contains such was Mortal of a Youthful ENGLISH POET Who on his Death Bed, In the Bitterness of his Heart at the Malicious Power of his adversaries, wanted these Words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone: Here Lies the One Whose Name Was Writ in Water.  10.â Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris [from The Ballad of Reading Gaol.] What's more, outsider tears will fill for him Pitys since quite a while ago broken urn, For his grievers will be untouchable men, What's more, untouchables consistently grieve.