Memoirs Of Fanny Hill / A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)

had nothing to fear, as they were plain good sort of folks, and wise enough to mind no more other people's business than they could well help.

I could not bear either to keep or part with him.

and whose exquisite whiteness was not a little set off by a sprout of black curling hair round the root: through the jetty springs of which the fair skin shewed as in a fine evening you may have remarked the clear light through the branchwork of distant trees over-topping the summit of a hill: