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All for Dress.

All for Dress.

Mussy on us! what a muss

An Amiable Young Lady.

All for Balls and Dress.

Dear, simpering, fascinating Miss.

Man with Pipe

A Sight to Make

The One That Wears the Breeches.

The ladies' hoops do dreadful slaughter.

"Pray, what's the matter," said a friend to me

Devoid of useless crinoline.

What more would you have, all plaided and stuffed

Behold her pompous, lofty stride.

Miss Brazenface.

Clear the track and let me pass.

You’re a gentleman true

Who foolishly regards himself.

To be out of fashion

With a fine hat

Blundering little hussy

You queer looking

The Conceited Woman

Just A Little Flattered

Look Dandy, pray

Man with Elk Horns

Of Dandizetts You're Sure

Oh! Daughter of Fair

Oh, Dear Me

Oh, Dear Me

A Holy Show.

Hoop de Doo.

I as soon would wed

If My Passion

If My Passion

If My Passion

If My Passion

The Old Bachelor.

Oh! Gentle Lady, you know full well.

Oh! My Hoops.

The Conceited Woman.

A Mantilla from your shoulder falls

Waddling pyramid you go,


Pretty lady do not rage

Convenient Fashion.

Oh! My Hoops.

 To be out of fashion

You Don't Look

A Loud Working-Girl

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