Here lies the poor
perpetual curate –
he lived a low life
on the stipend they paid —
The beneficiary of
a lost monastery lease –
he was appointed to
this chapel-of-ease —
He could not marry
on the wages of God –
with such low standing
he chose to shun love —
Queen Anne’s Bounty
was no saving grace —
He died malnourished –
inhumed in this place
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