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“He that looks for urns and old sepulchral relicks, must not seek them in the ruins of temples, where no religion anciently placed them. These were found in a field, according to ancient custom, in noble or private burial; the old practice of the Canaanites, the family of Abraham, and the burying-place of Joshua, in the borders of his possessions; and also agreeable unto Roman practice to bury by highways, whereby their monuments were under eye:--memorials of themselves, and mementoes of mortality unto living passengers; whom the epitaphs of great ones were fain to beg to stay and look upon them,--a language though sometimes used, not so proper in church inscriptions.”

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Urne Burial

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Thomas Browne
Thomas Browne

Thomas Browne, born on October 19, 1605 and died on October 19, 1682, was a renowned English doctor, writer, and philosopher of the 17th century. He is known for his profound philosophical thoughts and deep insights into the human existence. more

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