Date: 1728

"Say, to what friendly Aid we owe / Those Gleams that in the Minds fair Mirrour play?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"From what rich Fountain flow / Those ripening Beams of intellectual Day?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"By whose fair Pencil is each Image wrought, / That teems to Birth, and burnishes to Thought?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

Say, "How Fancy every Shape puts on? / How kindling Sparks her Form compose, / And whence the constant-shining Train, / That Mem'ry, or Experience shows?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"And whence the constant-shining Train, / That Mem'ry, or Experience shows?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"How Reason's Lamp burns with incessant Toil, / To light the Judgment, and to guide the Will?"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"Gold is the Load-stone of the Great, / And vulgar Souls must catch the glitt'ring Bait."

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"While Love, recording with a keener Dart, / Engrav'd each Token deeper on my Heart!"

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

"I think / I'ad e'en as good take up with Ink: / On second Thoughts too, 'cause 'tis black, / It seems the very thing I lack, / For I am apt to think his Soul / Is somewhat darker than a Coal."

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)

Date: 1728

Imaginary Conquests may swell the Mind

— Pattison, William (1706-1727)