Perhaps there is no stronger proof of Mr. Repton's love for the beauties of nature, than the wish he had latterly expressed, that his remains might be deposited in a "garden of roses." To gratify this innocent fancy, he himself selected the small enclosure on the south side of the picturesque church of Aylsham, in Norfolk: a simple Gothic monument records his name and age, followed by some lines written by himself:- "The tomb of Humphry Repton, who died March 24th, 1818. 'Not like the Egyptian tyrants-consecrate, Unmixt with others shall my dust remain; But mouldering, blended, melting into earth, Mine shall give form and colour to the rose; And while its vivid blossoms cheer mankind, Its perfum'd odour shall ascend to heaven.'"
