Undertakers

“Ye undertakers, tell us,You make this mighty stir?”

“There was a man bespake a thing,Whether he hath it yea or no.”

“Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round,It only serves to prove the living vain.”

“Diaulus, lately a doctor, is now an undertaker; what he does as an undertaker, he used to do also as a doctor.”

“There's a grim one-horse hearse in a jolly round trot; He's only a pauper whom nobody owns.”

“The houses that he makes last till doomsday.”