Rebus on Miss S. Bell.
The greatest Noise on Sundays made,
Tells us her Name in Masquerade,
Whom I must kiss, —— or be a Shade.
Rebus for Miss M. Cotton.
One of the softest Things in Nature,
Beareth the Name of my dear Creature.
Rebus on Miss Anne Oliv-er.
A Pickle of excellent Growth,
And to *Sin against the Truth,