‘Here the Old Gentleman interrupted the Young Libertine, and told him he was a Man of much Wonder and small Experience, and deliver’d over to the Spirit of Folly and Blindness. The Truth of it is, said he, that this prodigious Beauty of yours, hires all by the day; and if you did but see this Puppet taken to pieces, you would find her little else but Paint and Plaister. To begin her Anatomy at the head; you must know that the Hair she wears, is borrow’d of a Tire-Woman, for her own was blown off by an unlucky Wind from the coast of _Naples_; or if she has any left, she keeps it private, as a Memorial of her Antiquity; she is beholden to the Pencil for her Eye-brows and Complection: And upon the whole matter she’s but an old Picture refresht; all that you see of her that’s good, comes from distill’d Waters, Essences, Powders, and the like; and to see the washing of her Face would fright the Devil: She abounds in Pomanders, sweet Waters, Spanish Pockets, perfum’d Drawers; and all little enough to qualifie the poisonous Whiffs she sends from her Toes and Armpits, which would otherwise out stink Ten Thousand Pole-Cats: She cannot chuse but kiss well, for her Lips are perpetually bath’d in Oil and Grease; and he that embraces her, shall find the better half of her the Taylors, and only a stuffing of Cotton, and Canvas to supply the defects of her Body. What do you think of your ador’d Beauty now?’ And in another place of the same Author, the following account is given of a Visit to ill-favour’d Women; ‘some had their Faces so pounc’d and speckled, as if they had been scarified, and newly past the cupping Glass; with a World of little Plaisters, long, round, square; and briefly cut out into such variety, that it would have posed a good Mathematician to have found out another Figure; and you would have sworn, that they had been either at Cats-play or Cuffs: Others were scraping their Faces with pieces of Glass; tearing up their Eye-brows by the Roots like mad; and some that had none to tear, were fetching out of their black Boxes, such as they could get or make: Others were powdering and curling the false Locks, or fastning their new Ivory Teeth in the place of their old Ebony ones: Some were chewing Limmon-peal or Cinnamon, to countenance a foul Breath; and raising themselves upon their Ciopines, that their View might be the fairer, and their fall the deeper: Others were quarrelling with their Looking-glasses, for shewing them such Hags countenances; and cursing the _State_ of _Venice_, for entertaining no better Workmen; some with their Hogs-grease and Pomatum, were sleeking and polishing their Faces; and indeed, their Fore-heads were bright and shining, though there were neither Suns nor Stars in that Firmament: And others were daubing one another, to take away the Heats and Buboes; so far does a Woman’s Wit and Invention carry her, to her own Destruction.’ And in another Vision lewd Women are justly call’d, _the Devil’s Factresses_.