PLATE II. Debauch'd, and then kick'd out of doors, The fate of all _Francisco's_ whores, Poor _Polly's_ forc'd to walk the streets, Till with a wealthy _Jew_ she meets. Quickly the man of circumcision For her reception makes provision. You see her now in all her splendour, A Monkey and a Black t' attend her. How great a sot's a keeping cully, Who thinks t' enjoy a woman solely! Tho' he support her grandeur, Miss Will by the bye with others kiss. Thus Polly play'd her part; she had A _Beau_ admitted to her bed; But th' _Hebrew_ coming unexpected, Puts her in fear to be detected. This to prevent, she at breakfast picks A quarrel, and insulting kicks The table down: while by her _Maid_ The _Beau_ is to the door convey'd. PLATE III. _Molly_ discarded once again, Takes lodgings next in _Drury-lane_; Sets up the business on her own Account, and deals with all the town. At breakfast here in deshabille, While _Margery_ does the tea-pot fill, Miss holds a watch up, which, by slight Of hand, was made a prize last night. From chandler's shop a dab of butter, Brought on his lordship's _Pastoral Letter_, A cup, a saucer, knife, and roll, Are plac'd before her on a stool. A chair behind her holds a cloak, A candle in a bottle stuck, And by't a bason--but indecent T'would be in me to say what is in't. At yonder door, see there Sir _John's_ Just ent'ring with his _Myrmidons_, To _Bridewell_ to convey Miss _Molly_, And _Margery_ with her to Mill Dolly.[8] PLATE IV. See _Polly_ now in _Bridewell_ stands, A galling mallet in her hands, Hemp beating with a heavy heart, And not a soul to take her part. The _Keeper_, with a look that's sourer Than _Turk_ or Devil, standing o'er her: And if her time she idles, thwack Comes his rattan across her back. A dirty, ragged, saucy Jade, Who sees her here in rich brocade And _Mechlin_ lace, thumping a punny, Lolls out her tongue, and winks with one eye. That other _Maux_ with half a nose, Who's holding up her tatter'd cloaths, Laughs too at Madam's working-dress, And her grim Tyrant's threat'ning face, A _Gamester_ hard by _Poll_ you see, In coat be-lac'd and smart toupee. _Kate_ vermin kills--chalk'd out upon A window-shutter, hangs _Sir John_.