Miss Gr—n, No. 32, Little Russel-Street.

   Strait a new heat return'd with his embrace,
   Warmth to my blood and colour to my face;
   Till at the length, with mutual kisses fir'd,
   To the last bliss we eagerly aspir'd,
   And both alike attain'd, what both alike desir'd.

When beauty beats up for recruits, he must be an errant coward indeed, who refuses to enlist under its banner; and when good humour, complaisance, and engaging behaviour are the rewards of service, it is shameful to desert. This lady's charms attract most who behold them; though of a low stature, and rather under the middle size, she is elegantly formed; her black eyes, contrasted with her white teeth, are highly pleasing, and the goodness of her temper rivets the chains which her agreeable form first put on. One guinea, is then, too poor a recompence for such merit; and it is to be deplored, that a girl, who should only exchange love for love, should be obliged to take payment for what is ever beyond price: in bed, she is by far the better piece, and is up to every manoeuvre necessary to restore life, and every luscious move to destroy; hands, tongue, lips, legs, and every part of the busy frame is engaged at once in the pleasing task, and all to provoke and bring the soul breathing conflict to the last extatic gush.

(pp. 51-52)