 | The poems and literary prose of Alexander Wilson
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TO THE CURIOUS.
AN ENIGMA.
What Samson embrac'd, when revenge for his eyes,
Provok'd the huge warrior to tumble down legions;
What oft, thro' the night, from some ruin'd church cries,
Harsh-voiced as a native of Pluto's pale regions;
The female whose folly all mankind impeach,
That e'er she was form'd to embitter enjoyment;
The little emphatical main-spring of speech,
Whose pleasure is toil, and whose ease is employment.
Pick out the initials of each of their names,
And his who destroy'd, and then bowed down to witches;
Which done, a known title your notice then claims,
Of a parcel of poor insignificant wretches.
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