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The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison

Pattison, William (1706-1727)

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MEMOIRS OF THE Author's LIFE, &c.

THE Jealous SHEPHERD; A PASTORAL.

TO Mr. JOHN SAUNDERS,

TO Mr. SAUNDERS,

A SESSION OF THE Cambridge POETS.

Rosamond to Henry: AN EPISTLE.

Henry to Rosamond: AN EPISTLE.

THE HOUR-GLASS.

The Cambridge Beauties.

ABELARD to ELOISA.

TO The last (King George's) Guinea.

To a Needle, that pricked his Mistress's Finger.

THE BEE and CUPID.

TO AN Old Lady that used to Paint.

To One who blamed me for Writing in Praise of a very undeserving Lady.

AN Unseasonable Surprize.

Presenting Waller's Poems to a Lady.

TO A Lady at King's-College Chapel, Cambridge.

ΚΥΝΔΥΜΟΓΕΝΙΑ: A TALE.

The Refusal of Her Hand.

THE Morning Contemplation.

THE INDIFFERENT: Wrote to a Gentleman in Love.

VERSES, Occasioned by the Fifth of November.

THE ROVER Fixed.

THE Shooting Match: TO CUPID.

CHLOE Reproved.

THE Nightingale and Shepherd, Imitated from Strada.

THE Court of VENUS, From CLAUDIAN.

Orpheus and Eurydice,

TO Mr. Taylor, A. B. of St. John's, &c.

To the Same, Weeping.

To the SAME. ON HER PATCHES.

ON A Lady's Necklace.

TO A LADY, Who is most Beautiful, when Angry.

TO Mrs. WIGMORE,

AN Apology to Mr. Bell.

ON A Painted LADY.

An Natura intendat Monstrum? Neg.

TO A Wretched Poetaster;

FROM London to Cambridge.

TO Mr. MITCHELL,

ON HIS MISTRESS's Favours.

Upon seeing a Lady at the Musick-Booth at Sturbridge-Fair.

TO A LADY, That sent me a Flowered Cap.

TO Mrs. MARY FREWEN,

TO THE Countess of Hertford.

To the Right Honourable the Lord CARTERET.

A HARVEST Scene.

EFFIGIES AUTHORIS.

ON A Gentleman's Picture.

VERSES By Way of Contraste to the foregoing Copy, and wrote upon the same Occasion.

WOMEN and WINE:

NANCY, the Bed-maker.

On a Lady's Erasing the Picture of Bathsheba Bathing, represented in a Snuff-Box.

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TO Mr. SAUNDERS,

Occasioned by the breaking of the Glass of Mr. Eusden's Picture.

Oft have I thought thy wonder-working Art,
Could more than Nature's outward Form impart;
But now my Eyes convinc'd the Truth believe,
For lo! the Picture more than seems to live,
Pleas'd to decide mistrusting Reason's Strife,
Breaks thro' the Glass, and startles into Life.