Miss Ob-y

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It is not a fine set of features that always charm the most, there is a certain something, not to be describ�d which does not strike at first sight, but with little acquaintance, holds you longer than the fairest face that ever was seen, this is plainly prov�d in the person of Miss Ob-y, whose person is rather of the tallest, and not a little pitted with the small pox, yet with these disadvantages, with an excellent temper, she renders herself most enchantingly agreeable, and when Phoebus, lies reclin�d in the arms of Thetis, and the dark curtains of night have kindly vail�d her face, then those charms which modesty and custom, has kindly conceal�d from view, make ample amends for what ever might appear in her face by day-light, the then heaving of Cupid�s kettle drums, accompanied with the interjection, Oh! the murmuring long sigh, and the extatick flow from the fountain of love; gives the most exquisite pleasure that ever was imagin�d to proceed from that shrine, which every true votary of Venus pays adoration to.