In Memoriam

Last night I read about one lesser-known Memorial Day tradition: people visit the graves of their favorite authors and leave tokens of remembrance.  In honor of that tradition, I've selected a few epitaphs from renowned authors and poets:

Here lies a man whose name was writ in water.

John Keats

Alien tears will fill for him

Pity's long-broken urn.

For his mourners will be outcast men

And outcasts always mourn.

Oscar Wilde

Blest be the man that spares these stones,

And curst be he that moves my bones.

William Shakespeare

Quoth the Raven, Nevermore

Edgar Allen Poe