To these whom death again did wed
This grave 's the second marriage-bed.
For though the hand of Fate could force
'Twixt soul and body a divorce,
It could not sever man and wife,
Because they both lived but one life.
Peace, good reader, do not weep;
Peace, the lovers are asleep.
They, sweet turtles, folded lie
In the last knot that love could tie.
Let them sleep, let them sleep on,
Till the stormy night be gone,
And the eternal morrow dawn;
Then the curtains will be drawn,
And they wake into a light
Whose day shall never die in night.
An Epitaph Upon Husband And Wife, Who Died And Were Buried Together
Richard Crashaw
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Charlotte Kettle: This epitaph is on my grandparents' grave at Keston Parish Church UK, although they died 34 years apart in 1939 and 1973. I'm so pleased that after all these years I have discovered its origin.