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Miss H--ll--n, No. 2, _Glanville-street_.
Oh she is all the heart would wish, or eye admire,
The purest child of love by beauty fir'd;
Whom but to love, need only but to see,
To see, admire, such heaven born symmetry;
To touch, to feel, ah, there's the potent hold
That chains the will, and molds the snowy heart
To love's delightful glow; the milky hills
Half rising, half suppress'd, with glowing ardor
Ask corporeal pressure, and invite
The _carnal weapon_ to its burning sheath.
This lady, in consequence of a trivial
fall out with her parents, (which by the
bye she had long sought for)left her home,
and flushed with all the fire of youth
impetuous; burning with every desire
the young hand of lust could create, and
still a stranger, except in idea, to the
grand _subduer_ of their fires, she sought
this expanded field of delight, nor sought
in vain; her youth and person soon
attracted the eye of an old male veteran
in our band, and her innocence and
simplicity were soon overpowered, her
maiden honours plucked, and all her
virgin claims at once lie dead. The
lively girl in question is now entering
her sixteenth year, has only been four
months
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months on the town, the thinly _covered_
grot below has therefore not yet suffi-
ciently felt the general influence of its
much sought for _acquaintance_, to be
very thickly covered, still she thinks it
proof against any attack, nor fears to
meet the most vigorous, tho' destitute
of every other weapon. She is rather
darkly complexioned, with fine hazel eyes,
is short, and inclinable to be lusty, and
as pretty a leg and foot as man would
wish to divide, which any good natured
man, with two guineas in his pocket
that he has no objection to spare, may
lie between the whole livelong night,
and taste all the raptures he can possibly
expect to meet with, in one as yet so
untutored in the art.
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Madam D--sl--z, No. 46, _Frith-street,
Soho_.
Si javois pour heritage,
Le tresor le plus charmant,
je vous en donnerois en gage,
Et mon coeur pour un present.
It is only six months that this lady has
left her native country, and at present
speaks
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speaks very little English. She is young
and lively, (but still does not seem to
possess so much vivacity as the majority
of her countrywomen;) she loves to
revenge her countrymen's cause on the
English, by doing what the most valor-
ous Frenchman would never effect, that
is, to bring Britons on their knees; she
is now about twenty two, rather short
and fat, with a plump face, and such a
roguish lear in her eye, that cannot be
resisted. Several of our brave officers
have spent some of their _best blood_ in her
service, and regretted they had no more
to _shed_. Her lovely dark hair seems like
a net to catch lovers, and her lower tend-
rils, which sport on her alabaster mount
of Venus, are formed to give delight. She
has one qualification which many English
girls want, which is a certain cleanliness
in the Netherlands. They are contented
to wash their faces, necks, and hands;
but Mademoiselle, like many of her
countrywomen, thinks that not enough;
she performs constant ablutions on the
gulph of pleasure, and keeps it constantly
fresh, cool, and clean, never putting
a morsel into that mouth, till she has
fully absterged every possible remnant of
the last meal. She constantly mounts
her
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her _bidet_, and with a large sponge laves
the whole extent of the parish of the
mother of all saints. Some may, perhaps,
think her a female spy, or a smuggler;
but surely a girl, who so freely discloses
her own secrets, can have no improper
aim at those of government; and her
commodity cannot be pronounced as
contraband when it hath so often been
duly entered.
She dresses quite in the French stile
and taste, lays on a profusion of rouge
and pearl powder, and is not particularly
partial to money, but will condescend to
take a couple of guineas, _not as payment,
but solely as 'une gage d'amour_.
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Miss Emma Ell--tt, No. 8, _Action-
street, Gray's-Inn-Lane_.
Our souls their former joys renew,
We raise new sport, and wanten jesting;
Our eyes each others charms review,
In every form of love contesting.
At last, our body's warm'd with mutual
fire,
To prove each others aid to join in one
conspire.
This truly lovely woman is about
twenty, and, whilst she remains in a
state
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state of silence, commands every attract-
ing charm the heart of man can wish;
she speaks French tolerably well, and
sings inimitably; she has now trod the
path of love four years, during which,
time pretty Emma has experienced every
vicissitude the cruel hand of fortune could
possibly inflict. At present Mr. B. a
merchant, in Castle-Court, is the gen-
tleman from whom she derives her prin-
cipal support; she has fine blue melting
eyes, with an aquiline nose, and a very
pretty mouth, when her tongue is in-
active, but when once she gives a loose
to that unruly member, she pours forth
such a torrent of blackguardism that shall
destroy every attracting feature, and
spoil one of the most desirable looking
girls in the _Cyprian market_. Our damsel
is therefore the most agreeable looking
girl when asleep; in bed she is truly
amorous, and a charming sportswoman,
and when one strain is finished, cries, _da
capo_, with a good grace, for which she
expeas five guineas.