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Poems on Various Subjects

with some Essays in Prose, Letters to Correspondents, &c. and A Treatise on Health. By Samuel Bowden

Bowden, Samuel

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To the Right Honourable Lord BOYLE, Lord Viscount Dungarvan On His late Marriage to Miss HOARE of Sturton.

THE Mouse and the Oyster:

TO A Beautiful Young Lady,

TO A Young LADY,

To the Reverend Mr. Lionel Seaman, M.A.

A Farewel to the Country.

TO A Young LADY,

To an Ingenious Young LADY,

THE PHILOSOPHER;

On the Death of Miss GOLDNEY.

A REBUS ON THE AUTHOR's NAME.

TO THE Unknown Contriver Of the Foregoing Rebus on Bow and Den.

ON THE Earl of ORRERY's (Now Earl of CORK's) Cutting down the Limb of an Aged Tree,

On the Death of Mr. John Smith, Clothier,

TO A Young Lady at Holt,

A Description of Chedder-Cliffs;

Superstition: A Tale:

AN EPITAPH ON AN ONLY CHILD,

TO THE Memory of a Young Lady,

TO AN Astrological Gentleman,

TO A Young LADY,

On the Death of an Only CHILD,

TRANSLATIONS FROM MARTIAL.

THE Description of a Cottage, Lately Re-built by the Right Honourable Earl of CORKE and ORRERY, In his Gardens at Marston;

TO A GENTLEMAN,

The Gentleman's Answer.

To Mr. John Prowse,

THE ALPHABET in VERSE: For the Use of Children.

TO A Young LADY at Holt,

The LADY's Answer.

THE Author's Reply to Sylvia,

AN EPITHALAMIUM.

TO Peter Lovel, Esq;

The Disappointed Travellers of Frome:

To the Right Honourable the EARL of ORRERY, (Now Earl of CORKE)

TO A Young LADY,

A Friendly CAUTION TO A GENTLEMAN,

THE REPLY To a Young LADY's Friendly Caution to the Author,

ELEGIAC VERSES,

A LATIN EPIGRAM.

On the Death of Miss AMYAND.

TO A YOUNG LADY, With a Bird and Cage.

TO A GENTLEMAN,

Translation from Martial.

ANTHOLOGIA, EPIG. 25.

AN ELEGIAC POEM,

AN EPITAPH ON Richard Middleton, Esq; A. M.

THE DIE in CAPTIVITY.

A SONG. (By a Lady.) ALEXIS.

Aurelia to Strephon.

AN EPITHALAMIUM,

A Parent's Lamentation,

AN ÆNIGMA.

AN EPITHALAMIUM.

THE Mechanic Inspir'd:

The STORY of the Barber and his Lanthorn.

On the Death of Mr. S--- B---, of Bristol.

THE ANSWER TO THE Lady's Last Letter of August 1749.

AN Allegorical Dialogue, BETWEEN THE Huck-muck, and the Beesom,

A Mirror for Detractors.

TO Dr. MORGAN, ON HIS Philosophical Principles OF MEDICINE.

THE WHEEL-BARROW, A POEM:

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AN ÆNIGMA.

(By a Young Lady)

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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

A Thousand sweet pleasures from nature's rich treasures,
To please me, does heav'n impart;
And man seldom content, with what nature has sent,
Supplies me with more by his art.
I in gardens delight, tho' I'm blind as the night,
By all I'm fed, squeez'd, and caress'd;
I decency love, and good house-wives approve;
But a slut, and her works I detest.
Man by luxury taught, from the Indies has brought
Strange food, which much pleases my palate;
While nature more wise, looking on with surprize,
Would as soon feed the ears with a sallad.

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Tho' feet I've not one, 'tis well known I can run,
And when in that troublesome mood,
For a servant oft' send, who at hand does attend;
But when running, ne'er relish my food.
I'm sagacious, and wise, beyond mortal eyes,
Foul matters I oft' bring to light;
Without eye, without ear, to me they are clear,
Tho' by art they're conceal'd from the sight.
If Chloe should be, with the bottle too free,
Tho' silent I tell her disgrace;
And often discover the desolate lover,
And expose the too amorous lass.
Being learned so deep, in the van I still keep;
While all parties, each sex, and degree,
Tho' often they wrangle, fight, quarrel, and jangle
Are united in following me.

HOLT.