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And by it is another stone, on which Carr, gul on a chevron arg. three estoils sab. impaling Frere.

Mary Dr. of Ant. Frere, Pastor of this Church, and the Relict of Nic. Carr Rector of Burcham-Tofts in this County, interred Aug. 31, A. D. 1680

  • 1660, Henry King. A.M.; he died March 24, 1671, Edwin Rich of Lincoln's Inn, Esq.
  • 1672, Daniel Scargill, A. B. Sir Edwin Rich of Lincoln's Inn, Knt.

On the east pillar next the pulpit, is fastened a brass, representing an open book, on which,

Scargll, erm. a saltier gul. impales Le Neve.

Here lies the Body of the most religious Mrs. Sarah Scargill, the Wife of Mr. Daniel Scargill, Rector of this Parish, with whom she lived in all conjugal Vertues near 7 years, and then Death divorced them upon the 22d Day of Aug. 1680, in the 30th Year of her Age. She was the Pious Daughter of a Loyal Gent. Mr. Tho. le Neve of Aslacton, Cozen to Sir Will. le Neve, who was Herauld to King Charles the first, of Blessed Memory: She was a Person of unimitable Devotion, of a most nice and tender Conscience, of sweet Behaviour, and in all Things so faithfull a Servant of God, that I dare contest the Divine Goodness to have rewarded her. Happy Soul, whose Body rests Here! and may it rest! by no profane Hand disturbed, 'till her Soul shall take it up again, at the Great Day of Restitution.

(This on one leaf of the book.)

On the other at top, is engraven a hand, as out of a cloud, beckoning, and the person obscured by the cloud, is supposed to speak thus,

Come Pilgrim to thy Home,

Dear Love! one feather'd Minute, and I come, To lye down in thy dark retiring Room, And mingle Dust with thine, that we may have, As when alive, one Bed, so dead, one Grave, And may my Soule teare through the vaulted Sky, To be with Thine, to all Eternity.

Oh! how our Bloodless Forms will that Day greet, With Love Divine, when we again shall meet, Devest of all contagion of the Flesh, Full fill'd with ever lasting Joys, and fresh, In Heaven above, (and't may be) cast an Eye, How far Elyzium doth beneath us lye.

Dear! I dis-body and away, More swift than Wind, Or flying Hind, I come, I come, away. Daniel Scargill.

  • 1721, George Gay, A. M. Edmund Salter for this turn.

There is a mural monument of white marble, against the north chancel wall, and two stones in the altar for him and his wife, the monument is thus inscribed,