Epitaph

A epitaph (of the Greek ἐπιτάφιος/ epitáphios , “which is celebrated on a tomb”, for example funeral plays or a funeral oration) is a funerary inscription, placed on a tomb stone or a monument. That can be an object given to a civilization like signs peace.

In the ancient Greece, the epitaph is a literary Genre: it is a funeral praise.

In French literature, the epitaph is also a literary kind rhyme: it is especially what one would like to register on the tomb stone of somebody that one admires, or, on the contrary, that one hardly appreciates.

Famous epitaphs

Petit is this tomb, but to the sky its glory goes.
Looks at, it is that of Thalès, great mind. Ungrateful fatherland, you will not have my bones. Pluto! Rabelais reçoi,
So that you, which are the king
Of those which never laugh,
You are a laugher from now on. Cy-gist, yes, gist, by death-blue!
the cardinal of Richelieu;
And what causes my trouble,
My pension with him.

Ci-to lie famous Cardinal

Which made more evil than of good
It although it made, it did it badly
the evil which it made, it did it well.
(by Isaac de Benserade, Norman Gentleman, academician 1612 - 1691) Of the body of large Rantzau, you are only one of the shares,
other half remains in the places of Mars
It dispersed everywhere his members and its glory,
Tout cut down that it was, it remained victorious
Its blood was in hundred places the price of the victory
And Mars did not leave him anything entirety but the heart. That which cy now sleep
the FIT more pity than of desire,
And suffered thousand times death
Before to lose the life.

Passer by, do not make here noise

Garde although you do not wake up it:
Because here the first night
That poor Scarron sommeille.
Jean from went away as it had come,
Eating his funds after his income,
Believing the good thing not very necessary.
As for its time well could exempt it,
Two share made of it, of which it soulait to pass,
One sleep, and the other nothing to make.
Ci-to lie Piron, which was nothing,
Pas even academician. Passant, does not cry my death
If I lived you would have died…. Young stag dregs one whose name was writ in toilets .
(" Here that rests whose name was written in the eau.") My dear friends, when I die,
Plantez a willow with the cemetery.
I like his éploré foliage;
the paleness is soft for me and expensive
And its shade will be light
With the ground where I will sleep. Ci-to lie Gressly, which died of a strange love for the stones;
that it brought back to the house, not calming its hunger.
Let us pose this stone. Stone entirely covered, by God! ,
Resting between rocks, it has enough stones. a pure memory of human blood. It died as it lived: as a second lieutenant. I am a son of the mounts, adoptive by the sea. I would have lasted more than scum
With the lips of vagueness on sand
Né under no star one evening without the moon
My name was not that a perishable sob Ici rests Marilyn Monroe, 97 - 62 - 92 Let sleep to me! I was made for that!

  • Groucho Marx (1890-1977)

I had said it well to you that I was sick!

Epitaphs of anonymities

Maudit is the destiny, which with us charmed you,
If your heart died out, in ours you live. Ci-to lie my wife: Ho! how it is well!
For its rest and mine.

  • On a tomb over 17th century, France

Jean under this closed stone
Repose (if one can
Without failing well to say: " It repose"
Of one which never did anything).

  • D. of Monnoye on the tomb of the Abbot of the River, which had promised by will, hundred ecus with that which would make its epitaph, France

Ci-to lie a very large character,
Which was of a famous chalk-lining,
Which had thousand virtues,
Which never misled, which was always extremely wise…
I will not say of it an advantage,
is too much to lie percent ecus.

  • Anonym

One day you will realize that I had reason!!

  • Anonymous Omar B.

Live together, die alone. (To live together, only die)

See too

External bond

  • “Epitaph”, International Dictionary of the Literary Terms

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