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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 the Right Honourable the Lord CARTERET.

With an indulgent Smile, my Lord, excuse
This sadly-true Prediction of the Muse;
And may this single Specimen of Woe
Speak for the Rest, and all its Author show;
Nor blushing let me mourn my Youthful Hours,
As vainly spent in the Parnassian-Bowers.
By Nature prompted, and a Slave to Fate,
I strove to please the Witty, and the Great;
Presumptuous hence, nor without Hopes I come
To you, and from your Taste await my Doom;
From thence implore the Sanction of your Name,
To be my Pasport thro' the Gates of Fame.
So, Miners, first, the Bullion-Ore refine,
Then beg their Monarch's Stamp, to make it Currant-Coin.