I have somewhere met with the epitaph on a charitable man which has pleased me very much. I cannot recollect the words, but here is the sense of it: 'What I spent I lost; what I possessed is left to others; what I gave away remains with me.'
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The glory that goes with wealth is fleeting and fragile; virtue is a possession glorious and eternal.
Lest when I am gone you may be at a loss for an epitaph for me, let me give you one - He Fed Fevers.