Miss M—nt—n, No. 55, Berwick-Street,
Soho.
Toil all the night, and at the approach of
morn,
When tir'd nature calls aloud for rest,
The wanton fair, a stranger to fatigue,
With eager fondness will renew the sport;
Entwine the busy limbs to force the joy,
Whilst through the parting lips, the playful
tongue,
The vital fire thro' every nerve propels,
And drown the senses in love's potent stream.
Would the amorous devotee wish us to say more, perhaps he may require personal charms, even then he will not be disappointed; she is of the brunette cast, with fine languishing eyes, fine even teeth, plump, well formed, pant- ing bubbies, and as she has now only entered into her nineteenth year, can- not possibly have lost the transports of mutuality; at present she trades the independant lass, having no particular friend
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friend to humour or offend; she takes her noon and evening excursions re- gularly, and enjoys, with unfeigned rap- ture, every man of pleasure that en- ters properly equipped for the sport; and her love of variety, and her at- tachment to the sport, is so very prevalent, that, provided the gentle- man's pocket is sufficiently armed, there is not the least reason to fear she then will meet him midway, with true rapture, will grasp the pointed weapon with genuine female fortitude, and urge him home with singular delight, lesson his pride with becoming dignity, and ask repeated pleasures.———It is now only eight months we have been able to call her our own, and as she seems sa- tisfied with one guinea, would recom- mend her as a deserving peice.
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Miss K—n, Castle-Street, Oxford Market.
"Let Nature empty her whole quiver in me,
"I have a part, which, like an ample shield,
Can take in all, and yet leave room for more.
This lady assumed the name, she at
present goes by, from motives of con-
cealment
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