EPITAPH

Here lieth A[lexander] S[earch]

Whom God and man left in the lurch

And nature mocked with pain and woe

He believed not in state or church

Nor in God, woman, man or love

Nor earth below nor heaven above.

His knowledge did to this about:

(...) and love is not

Nothing is everywhere sincere

Save sorrow, hatred, lust and fear

And even these sometimes do look

Less than in the ill they work.

He died at twenty odd

This was is dying sentiment:

Accurst be Nature, Man and God.