Here Lies David Garrick, Describe Me Who

To Be Poor, And To Seem Poor, Is A Certain Method Never To Rise.

Even Children Follow'd With Endearing Wile, And Pluck'd His Gown, To Share The Good Man's Smile.

Absence, Like Death, Sets A Seal On The Image Of Those We Love: We Cannot Realize The Intervening Changes Which Time May Have Effected.

The Wretch Condemn'd With Life To Part, Still, Still On Hope Relies; And Every Pang That Rends The Heart Bids Expectation Rise.

Persecution Is A Tribute The Great Must Always Pay For Preeminence.