The Naked Truth, or Diamond Cut Diamond
BEING THE FULL ACCOUNT OF
AN EXTRAORDINARY WAGER OF £5000,
Laid between Lord —— and the Duke’s Son,
TWO MEN OF FASHION. TWO MEN OF FASHION.
To Miss C——
When—fiercest storms are gone to rest,
Shall—mild and gentle calms succeed,
I—’m told, to ease the heart opprest,
Sleep—is the only balm we need.
With—these few lines, by nature taught,
You—will a simple question find;
My—meaning’s plain, so find it out,
Love—will direct you, tho’ he’s blind.
Miss C——’s answer.
To—bless you is my soul’s desire,
Night—brings in dreams my flame,
If—you can feel an equal fire,
You—’ll find me still the same.
Will—you be still of tender mind;
Bring—love not light, but constant kind,
The—world would ne’er see such a couple;
Parson—’s can conquer every scruple,
A few nights since, at a fashionable hell in the western part of this well policed metropolis, the following extraordinary wager was laid and decided. Lord ———— bet £5000 with the eldest son of the Duke of ———— who had frequently distinguished himself by his eccentricities, that he would carry him on his shoulders nine times round St. James’s square after the business of the house was finished. At three o’clock in the morning, the parties, attended by their friends, repaired to the spot; but here Lord ———- observed that his bet was to carry his opponent, but not his clothes also. However, the young hero of joking and smoking celebrity, was not to be done by his cunning adversary, and he actually, at that hour of the morning, with the wind sharp as a “serpent’s tooth,” stripped himself to the buff. Yes, gentle, refined, or rheumatic reader! he, this son of the Duke of ————, divesting himself of shame (if ever he had any), stripped himself of all, even to the most minute parts of his dress, and won £5000. And then covering himself, not with glory, but his clothes, went to finish at a bagnio, with the notorious and accommodating Miss C———— of ———— Square, not a hundred miles off.—“These are the Men of Fashion!!”
Batchelar, Printer, Long Alley.