Mrs B-dd-ly

whose Form, Sweet as her voice can never fail to charm, Whole melting strain, no Arnes accentric skill, As yet has tortur�d into modern thrill,� She, if our bosoms are wholly steel,� In poor Ophelia forces us to feel:� From envys self roots up the ling'ring sigh, And spreads red anguish o'er her mad'ning eye, Yet of such gifts tho� happily posset,� She rather grows than rushes on the breast.� And rather winds the possions to her carce, Than strives to storm them by immediate force. Hence in the soft and tender walks alone,� Her latent fund of talents must be shewn,� And here a just distinction she must shest bear, If train'd with proper nicety and care.

This perhaps is one of the most finish'd productions of nature, she is neither too short nor too tall, her eyes are black and piercing, her tresses black and glossy as the finest Sattin, her skin delicate, and her whole deportment agreeable, when very young, she became acquainted with her present Husband, who, tho' fond of her charms was not such a Churl as to keep them intirely to himself, tho' his temper was touch'd with a spice of Spanish jealousy, yet his fondness for money was the Primum mobile, which made him consent to her prostituting those charms, which might dignify the arms of an Emperor, and give balm and comfort to the uneasy mind of an uneasy king, beset with the clamour of a discontented People, her Character in theatric Life may be taken from the following Lines of the celebrated Author of Thespis.