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... YOU young radicals and dreamers, Y ou dauntless fledglings Who pass by my headstone, Mock not its record of my captaincy in the army And my faith in ...

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... princesses, the slab is simple, not unlike our own monumental stones. The headstones of the tombs of the defunct princes are decorated with a turban,...

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...ughters and their husbands decline to repay you, you can carve this on the headstone— ‘Here lies M. Goriot, father of the Comtesse De Restaud and the ...

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... the end of the High Street, and displayed a supply of urns on pillars and headstones and crosses in stone, marble, and granite, that would have suf- ...

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... Sinclair Lewis overcoat whistled as he hammered the shiniest of gran- ite headstones. Jackson Elder’s small planing-mill, with the smell of fresh pin...

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...way indicated to him, had instinctively sought some low mound with a quiet headstone. He had forgotten that the dead seldom plan their own houses, and...

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...churchyard, with little boys astride on the slop- ing, sunken lichen-grown headstones, mullein spikes and burdock leaves, more graceful than the trim ...

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...our, as relatives had come from a distance and seen his register; and, when recognised, these have been reburied in private graves, so that the mourne...

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... tower rather mouldering—all the more pic- turesque; churchyard, all white headstones and ochreous sheep, surmounted by a mushroom-shaped dark yew tre...

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...columbarium, or under his little green hillock in a grave- yard, without a headstone to mark the spot. It is rather satis- factory than otherwise, to ...

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...re on the spot where he acted his villainy, and have his own treason for a headstone. Captain Flintyheart, I suppose this consorting with traitors is ...

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...l what sentiment haunted the quite solitary churchyard, with its inscribed headstone; its gate, its two trees, its low horizon, girdled by a broken wa...

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...off corner of her heart; her memo- ries of her dead children were like the headstones on a battle- field, you can scarcely see them for the flowers th...

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...school. ‘So you want to go and see your sister, Hexam?’ ‘If you please, Mr Headstone.’ ‘I have half a mind to go with you. Where does your sister live... ...o with you. Where does your sister live?’ ‘Why, she is not settled yet, Mr Headstone. I’d rather you didn’t see her till she is settled, if it was all... ...is settled, if it was all the same to you.’ ‘Look here, Hexam.’ Mr Bradley Headstone, highly certifi- cated stipendiary schoolmaster, drew his right f... ...‘I hope your sister may be good company for you?’ ‘Why do you doubt it, Mr Headstone?’ ‘I did not say I doubted it.’ ‘No, sir; you didn’t say so.’ Bra... ...tone?’ ‘I did not say I doubted it.’ ‘No, sir; you didn’t say so.’ Bradley Headstone looked at his finger again, took it out of the buttonhole and loo... ...had not better leave well alone.’ ‘Is it well to leave my sister alone, Mr Headstone?’ ‘I do not say so, because I do not know. I put it to you. I ask... ... his eyes to the master’s face: ‘I wish you’d come with me and see her, Mr Headstone, though she is not settled. I wish you’d come with me, and take h... ...her?’ ‘My sister Lizzie,’ said the boy, proudly, ‘wants no prepar- ing, Mr Headstone. What she is, she is, and shows herself to be. There’s no pretend... ...ing,’ said the schoolmaster. ‘I am ready to walk with you.’ ‘Thank you, Mr Headstone. And I am ready to go.’ Bradley Headstone, in his decent black co...

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...an turned back. Approaching nearer and nearer, the bargeman became Bradley Headstone, in rough water- side second-hand clothing. ‘Wish I may die,’ sai... ...t governor! Never thought myself so good- looking afore!’ T ruly , Bradley Headstone had taken careful note of the hon- est man’s dress in the course ... ...took, deadly aggrawations, such like,’ answered Riderhood. Do what Bradley Headstone would, he could not keep that former flush of impatience out of h... ...ning, drew them home to his pocket. ‘Now, I must follow him,’ said Bradley Headstone. ‘He takes this river-road—the fool!—to confuse observation, or d... .... Within Mr Riderhood’s knowledge all daggers were as one. Even to Bradley Headstone, who could have told to the letter without book all about Wat Tyl... ...ugh and was alone again, looking to the closing of his gates, when Bradley Headstone appeared before him, standing on the brink of the Lock. ‘Halloa!’... ...e lonely Bargeman, standing on the brink of the lock. For certain, Bradley Headstone looked that way , when a chill air came up, and when it passed on... ...the blade of his knife, in case of their not first sliding off it. Bradley Headstone was so remarkably awkward at these ex- ercises, that the Rogue ob... ...oar! You had him there agin. She did.’ The convulsive twitching of Bradley Headstone’ s face, and the sudden hot humour that broke out upon it, showed...

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...oods they spelled out the names and learned by heart doleful verses on the headstones; and in their merrier ones (which were much the more frequent) t... ... in it. But it was evident that the grave had been dug that very day. “The headstone, with the foot on it, was just here,” said Ned, in much perplexit... ...n here; for the old one was a friend of ours.” “But what has become of the headstone!” exclaimed the young English stranger. During their perplexity, ... ...dead out of sight and out of mind.” “Well; but what have you done with the headstone?” said the Doctor. “You can’t have eaten it up.” “No, no, Doctor,... ...h his shovel, a task in which little Ned gave his assistance,—”here is the headstone, just as I have always seen it, and as my father saw it before me...

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... door of the Mission, ranged against the wall, were nine graves—three with headstones, the rest with slabs. T wo of Sarria’s predecessors were buried ... ...th, at the end of the line, nearest the pear trees, was marked by a little headstone, the smallest of any, on which, together with the proper dates—on... ...Angele was buried, in the smallest grave of them all, marked by the little headstone, with its two dates, only sixteen years apart. To this spot, at l... ... accepted standards. He bent down, dropping upon one knee, a hand upon the headstone, and read again the inscription. Then in- stinctively his hand le... ... alive, he summoned her to him. His eyes, fixed upon the name cut into the headstone, contracted, the pupils growing small, his fists shut tight, his ... ...onscious of what was transpiring, he found that his glance was leaving the headstone, was turning from the grave. Not only this, but his whole body wa... ..., the same cross-current set in. He could no longer keep his eyes upon the headstone, could no longer think of the grave and what it held. He must fac... ...e webs of white satin on the bed of a lake. Against the east- ern wall the headstones of the graves, an indistinct pro- cession of grey cowls ranged t...

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...ies it. Her husband lies in the same spot now; and they have each a simple headstone above, and a plain grey block at their feet, to mark the graves. ... ....’ That came true: we were. If you enter the kirkyard, you’ll read, on his headstone, only that, and the date of his death. Dawn restored me to common... ...rked off in coming autumn storms. I sought, and soon discovered, the three headstones on the slope next the moor: on middle one grey, and half buried ...

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...s thrust away under the neglected mound of some unknown cemetery, where no headstone marked her name, no mourner with flowers for another grave paused...

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...ven the most prosperous persons; death costs nothing, and the expense of a headstone is an inconsiderable trifle to the happy heir. To be suddenly snu...

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...columbarium, or under his little green hillock in a grave- yard, without a headstone to mark the spot. It is rather satis- factory than otherwise, to ...

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... and carefully, most scru- 146 D. H. Lawrence pulously sponged the marble headstone and the coping-stone. It gave her sincere satisfaction to do this...

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...ailings of the churchyard. The Imp finds this a relishing and piquing pursuit; firstly, because their resting-place is announced to be sacred; and sec...

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...to have given up its quaintest corner to a little graveyard. Here the very headstones themselves seemed to sleep, as they slanted into the grass; the ...

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...school. ‘So you want to go and see your sister, Hexam?’ ‘If you please, Mr Headstone.’ ‘I have half a mind to go with you. Where does your sister live... ...o with you. Where does your sister live?’ ‘Why, she is not settled yet, Mr Headstone. I’d rather you didn’t see her till she is settled, if it was all... ...is settled, if it was all the same to you.’ ‘Look here, Hexam.’ Mr Bradley Headstone, highly certifi- cated stipendiary schoolmaster, drew his right f... ...‘I hope your sister may be good company for you?’ ‘Why do you doubt it, Mr Headstone?’ ‘I did not say I doubted it.’ ‘No, sir; you didn’t say so.’ Bra... ...tone?’ ‘I did not say I doubted it.’ ‘No, sir; you didn’t say so.’ Bradley Headstone looked at his finger again, took it out 215 Charles Dickens of t... ...had not better leave well alone.’ ‘Is it well to leave my sister alone, Mr Headstone?’ ‘I do not say so, because I do not know. I put it to you. I ask... ... his eyes to the master’s face: ‘I wish you’d come with me and see her, Mr Headstone, though she is not settled. I wish you’d come with me, and take h... ...her?’ ‘My sister Lizzie,’ said the boy, proudly, ‘wants no prepar- ing, Mr Headstone. What she is, she is, and shows herself to be. There’s no pretend... ...ing,’ said the schoolmaster. ‘I am ready to walk with you.’ ‘Thank you, Mr Headstone. And I am ready to go.’ Bradley Headstone, in his decent black co...

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...lace behind a yew tree, and I saw his dark figure move until the intervening headstones and trees hid it from my sight. It was a lonely vigil. Just ... ...ound, and hurriedly went towards it. Then I too moved, but I had to go round headstones and railed off tombs, and I stumbled over graves. The sky was ...

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...n? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain: and he shall bring forth the headstone thereof with shoutings, crying, Grace, grace unto it. 8 Moreove...

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... court, twisted him sharp round again, and they almost ran against Bradley Headstone. ‘ And you see, as I was saying, Mortimer,’ remarked Eugene aloud... ...127 Charles Dickens Chapter 11 IN THE DARK THERE WA S NO SLEEP for Bradley Headstone on that night when Eugene Wrayburn turned so easily in his bed; t... ...y or help towards the discovery on which he was concentrated, that Bradley Headstone replied: ‘You needn’t take offence. I didn’t mean to stop you. Yo... ... back to my Lock, and that the T emple laid upon my line of road.’ Bradley Headstone’ s face had changed during this latter recital, and he had observ... ... living by the sweat of his brow. ‘It will not be long then,’ said Bradley Headstone, after some more discourse to this effect, ‘before we see one an-...

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...ows till the old church is reached, now only a chancel in the midst of old headstones, and still bordered with trees on the bank between it and the st...

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... had built up her life differently, and it was to fit into position as the headstone of the corner. Her mind was bent on other questions now, and by h...

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...aterpillar. Corniferous, rocks in which fossil corn is found. Emolument, a headstone to a grave. Equestrian, one who asks questions. Eucharist, one wh...

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...morning it was hard to imagine. The grass was grey with drops of rain, the headstones black with moisture. Yet, in despite of weather and common sense... ... was able to profit by the silent poem of these green mounds and blackened headstones. 137 Lay Morals SKETCHES CHAPTER IV – NURSES I KNEW ONE ONCE, ...