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The Joints with Dimples smiling; and above,
The Spring of Bliss, the bubbling Fount of Love.
Plump is her Belly, but how smoothly plain!
Like Fields of Wheat impregnated with Rain.

— Samuel Croxall The Fair Circassian, &c (1721)

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Her hair bound backward in a spiral wreath
Her upper beauties to my sight betray’d,
The happy stream concealing those beneath.

The Fair Circassian, &c (1721)

Fair as an Ivory Column’s tow’ring Height,
Her lofty Neck advances to the Sight.

The Fair Circassian (1729)

I saw Elysium and the milky way
Fair-opening to the shades beneath her breast;
In Venus’ lap the struggling wanton lay,
And, while she strove to hide, reveal’d the rest.
A mole, embrown’d with no unseemly grace,
Grew near, embellishing the sacred place.

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