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 | The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison |  |
On an Apple, given me by Laura.
Sure all submit to lovely Laura's Charms,Who with a thousand Darts an Apple arms;
With Adoration I approach'd the Dame,
My Hand receiv'd the Fruit, my Soul the Flame:
Alas, too deep I feel the deadly Smart,
I gain'd an Apple, but I lost my Heart.
| The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison | |