After long thirty years re-met
I, William Clarke, and I, Jeanette
His wife, lie side by side once more;
But quieter than we lay before
John Bird, a labourer, lies here,
Who served the earth for sixty year
With spade and mattock , drill and plough;
But never found it kind till now
Her grieving parents cradled here
Ann Monk, a gracious child and dear.
Lord, let this epitaph suffice;
Early to Bed and Early to Rise.
