I was just bending over a tomb in Holmesfield this lunchtime (as you do), trying to read the small print:
when suddenly, this:
Oh! Let my sudden doom
A warning be to all;
E’en while thou bendest o’er my tomb
Thou may’st as quickly fall
Perhaps unsurprisingly, I rapidly unbendedeth before I as quickly fell. No-one likes that sort of warning from 161 years ago. I was quite shaken and needed a beer at the pub next door.