Miss G—rd—ner, No. 47, Union-street, Oxford street.
She thrust among the bushes her fair hand,
To draw the plant; and every plant she drew,
She shook the stalk, and brushed away the dew.
This lady's character answers exceedingly well to her name, being exquisitely well skilled in the art of raising plants in a hot-bed; this she practices on her own bottom, but still wishes for a partner to be concerned in the business. Her person is pleasing, she has the roses in her cheeks, encircled with beds of never fading lilys; is as strait as a pine of two years growth, though not quite so tall; her locks shine like black maiden hair, and she is as full of juice as a ripe amber goose-berry; she takes a guinea to be engrafted upon, and is a very agreeable sprig of hare-hound.
She is much esteemed by the lovers of planting, for having a beautiful show of navel-wort, and her fondness for rampions and amber vitae, she despises fool-stones, cuckow pintle, Jews ears, or birch; but particularly likes Adam's Apple-tree, sensitive plant, stich-wort, nutmegs, and such valuable productions. To all such she is free, for her lips opens her lady's mantle, encloses them in her convolvulus, pours down a whole volley of seed, and never quits them whilst they have a drop of sap.