The ANSWER to Lady MARY's VERSES on Mrs. BOWES

Tho' every one knows The fate of poor Bowes, Yet doctors about it do vary; Some make a sad face, And pity her case: 'Tis the envy of good Lady Mary.

She says, she don't know How heaven can bestow Any joy like the death of that bride; Whence some people say, Could she choose her own way, Before now she had certainly dy'd. But here lies the mistake, If her sense she would speak; Her meaning appears but too plain; She would always be trying, But to Bowes leaves the dying, Her choice is to live in the pain.