Miss F-l-y

This extraordinary lady, though rather short; has swore an absolute antipathy to every short thing she grasps. She devotes herself to Priapus, whom she calls her own God, and will not rescind an inch of his comfort. Bred in the school of voluptuary pleasures, she insists upon the rites of the deity of gardens, and when she dreams, she often snores in articulate accents, “ten thousand pounds for t'other inch.” Miss F——y may justly be placed among the bewitching Thais's, who (being endowed by nature with every part that can captivate in high perfection, as well as a most enchanting countenance, with eyes that could raise an anchorite's passion) can command peers and patriots, who successively kneel at her feet to implore her favours.

It is said she is upon the point of being taken into keeping by a certain popular gentleman; but the bustle of politics and placemen, has, lately, so engrossed his attention that he has not time to think of love, except the love of the loaves and fishes.

At present she yields to the influence of two guineas, and may be had upon those terms at most of the genteel hotels, where she is a frequent visiter, and, of course, a good customer.