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Anfwer, by J. Hannaford, of Ashburton, to J. Quant's Question, inferted June 30.

LET A be the place of the firft ftation, B the fecond, C the top of the tower, and D the bottom. Then, in the right-angled triangle BCD, is given the angles and one fide to find the hypothenufe and perpendicular. Thus, Ass 500: 30,64 yards :: s40°: 25,71 yards, the height of the tower. And, As s. 500: 30,64 yards :: radius: BC, the hypothenufe 40 yards, which is alfo the breadth of the garden, (20 Euclid, 3) confequently the content of the garden is 1600 fquare yards=52 perches, 27 fquare yards.

Anfwer, by Thomas Sleeman, of Newton-Abbot, to J. Quant's Question, inferted July 7.

FOR the day of the month put x; then, per question, I get this equation 10x÷24+4x-10.

The value of x I find to be 24, the day of the month, which was required.

Anfwer, by Taffo, of Bristol, to J. Whitcombe's Question, inferted July 21,

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PUT a=812.4116 (not 812.2116, as printed) and b= 390.5825; then multiply the first given equation by y, and the fecond by x; fubtracting these we have bx= ay, where x=2.08y. This value cubed and fubstituted in the laft given equation, gives 10y+b..y b÷10 =39.05825, and y=2.5; confequently x=5 2.

Anfwer, by J. S. of Shepton-Mallet, to W. Weftcott's Rebus, inferted Auguft 4.

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'VE cemented the parts which your rebus directed,
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We have received the like answer from E. Hathway, of Pensford; Taffo, of Briftol; B. Shepherd, junior, of Plymouth; John Browning, of Bickington; and T. Rennel.

A QUESTION, by Tasso, of Bristol.

T is required to find two numbers, fuch that the fum of their

Ifquares fhall be 84.25; and their product added to the

greater 44,

A QUESTION, by T. C. of Chard.

F late, at a table replete with good fare,
was

One difh was prefented amongst the reft there,
Wherein a rich pudding was curioully plac'd;
But yet of this pudding no man was to taste
'Till he the content of the dainty could shew,
And give its dimensions exactly and true.
As we turn'd it around it appear'd to our view
Of a comical form, as I'm going to shew;
Its fide, when 'twas measur'd, did of inches contain
Juft twenty and four. Then this pudding to gain,
An ifofceles triangle of it termed might be
Degrees fixty-five, minutes twenty and three,
At the angle at top then to work we all went ;
For we by this help were to find the content.
But one thing which hindred us yet more than all,
Within this rare morfel was fix'd a round ball,
Which touch all the fides of the pudding around;
And when it was open'd, it also was found
The bafe of this conical figure to touch;
Which thing, when confider'd, did puzzle us much;
For we by the ball were to find each man's fhare;
And our number at table did equal appear
To the cubical inches the ball did contain.
Now what was each fhare, firs ?-I pray you explain.

T

A REBUS, by Tycho.

WO numbers I've in contemplation,
Much us'din ev'ry age and nation;

Both

Both facred held, and fo containing
(Many suppose) fome myftic meaning.
Let me fpeak plain: if you will seek,
You'll find the first once every week;
The fecond, afk nor foes nor friends,
You have it at your fingers ends.

Those numbers added fhew my age,
Reveal it then ye learn'd and fage.

An ENIGMA, by J. Geft.

YOME ye ladies! you, I know,
Soon my myftic name will show.

COM

You I grace at ball or play,

And am with you every day

In the fields and meadows ranging;
Like Proteus, too, am often changing.
Adam knew me; for when he

Had incurr'd our misery,

When they both their guilt lamented,
Hence, ye fair, I was invented;
But that, in after ages, I

Was much improv'd, none will deny;
And now in town, and country too,
Gayly I'm expos'd to view.

Birds which fkim aloft in air,

And trees which deck the garden fair;
Beafts that range the flowery plain,
And fifhes fporting in the main;
With fuch as thefe, and many mor,
Oft I'm decorated o'er.

Enough-there's nothing more, I vow;
Perhaps you may behold me now.

ERRAT A.

In the third of Taffo's enigmatical expreffions, inferted in the Entertainer for September 1, page 211, for a Turkish attendant, read HALF a Turkish attendant.

In the fame Entertainer, page 216, line 23, for Jove, read JOB.

POETRY.

POETRY.

FAIR ELLEN: An ANCIENT BALLAD.

Written by Mrs. COWLEY, the prefent Dramatic Writer, imme diately after a Conversation on the cruel Gift which Sigifmunda received from her Father.

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But Ellen's woes no bard has fung,
No page her figh retains ;
The harp hath never yet been ftrung
To gentle Ellen's pains.

Deck'd was the maid with every grace
Which stubborn man fubdues;
Spring's opening bloffoms in her face
Difplay'd their pureft hues.

Her modeft mind improv'd those hues,
For pure was Ellen's heart;
And gentleft manners balm infus'd,
Where love gave hopeless smart.

Earl Walter mark'd the peerlefs maid,
His paffion high was wrought;

Short

Short was the time the youth delay'd,
E're he her pity fought.

"High is my birth, proud are my kin!"

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Thus fpoke the fraudful youth;

They deem my humble love a fin; "Yet, truft my plighted truth.

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"Fair Ellen, to the wars I'm bid; "My king reproves my stay:

"Too long my youth thefe fhades have hid;

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Inglorious my delay!

Nay, weep not Ellen, for 'tis vain;
"Untwine thy tender arms:

"Too long I've fhunn'd the martial plain,

"The victim of thy charms.

"Hafte, little page, my beaver bring;
"My croflet bring with speed:
"My falchion, pendant in its fling;
"My dagger and my fteed.".

The little page the armour brought,
The fteed ftood at the door :
Now royal camps earl Walter fought,~-
Nor thought of Ellen more.

Sad Ellen wept not-all was paft!
She felt the wound was given :

Her

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