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‘Newly Dubb’d Jew’ in Hilaria 23: Not a crab-louse car’d P[eg]o for the Priest and his laws.at not care a louse, v.
‘Newly Dubb’d Jew’ in Hilaria 23: Not a crab-louse car’d P[eg]o for the Priest and his laws. ‘The Sharps & Flats of the Nation’ in Hilaria 41: Now Sir Watkin ap Williams ap Wynne, / Who came from whence came John ap Morgan.at Shinkin-ap-Morgan, n.
‘B— ’s Bugbear’ in Hilaria 124: For she yet had a taste for the arbor of life.at arbor vitae, n.
‘Medley’ in Hilaria 39: Snip seiz’d an artless lass, sir, / And cabbag’d her virginity, the best piece of her a— , sir.at arse, n.
‘Actresses’ in Hilaria 106: He bids her foes to kiss her a—se, / For he’s made her c—t a Duchess.at kiss my arse!, excl.
‘Medley’ in Hilaria 38: ‘Whose dog is that?’ quoth the carman, ‘ask his a— ,sir’.at ask my...!, excl.
‘Zodiac’ in Hilaria 115: Sign Aries, then maids, is your ram or lew’d tup / A rich pond’rous bag ’twixt his legs.at bag, n.1
‘Little Peru’ in Hilaria 51: What’s honour and glory to flush ready rhino / Without which no captain can keep up the ball.at keep up the ball (v.) under ball, n.1
‘The Sharps & Flats of the Nation’ in Hilaria 40: Swore ’twas like the affair on the terrace, / When Bethsheba, impudent bitch, / Shew’d bollocking David her bare arse.at ballock, v.1
‘Toy’ in Hilaria 95: Nell chambermaid next crept up stairs, / Saw the ensign on a table, / The captain charging ’twixt his legs, / With bayonet so able.at bayonet, n.
‘The Blue Vein’ in Hilaria 64: Drink c—t, the blue vein, wherein floods of joy flow.at blue vein, n.
‘Gentleman’s Wig’ in Hilaria 86: In went his dry bob, his wet bob, and all.at bob, n.1
‘Country Life’ in Hilaria 66: In London, if folks ill together are put, / A bore may be roasted, a quiz may be cut.at bore, n.1
‘Toy’ in Hilaria 94: The Ensign swore, in bouncing tone, / He’d throw him on the fire, sir!at bounce, v.1
‘Humbug Club Song’ in Hilaria 43: The captain’s a compound of flash and cockade, / Cosmetics, pink powder, with curl carronade, / And his feats are confin’d to box-lobby parade.at box-lobby puppy (n.) under box, n.1
‘Little Peru’ in Hilaria 53: My tight peep of day boys, leave stones, bricks and mortar / Come one after t’other, rise all in a mass.at peep o’ day boy, n.
‘Medley’ in Hilaria 40: Humbugs pray take heed of our modern made-up wenches, / Fore and aft they are plump to view, but feel and you will find, sir / They’ve bubbies like blown bladders, and all is hum behind, sir.at bubby, n.1
‘The bankrupt Bawd’ in Hilaria 36: Some butter’d buns conceal’d within, / Old Q.’s keen eye beset, sir .at buttered bun, n.1
‘Runnymede Pillar’ in Hilaria 29: The pillar’s to stand in Middlesex land, / Bushy Park centre’s the sweet pleasure ground.at Bushey Park, n.1
‘Medley’ in Hilaria 39: Poor Jack, the Brighton taylor, / For stitching well a button-hole, was pinned up by the jailor.at buttonhole, n.
‘Medley’ in Hilaria 39: Snip seiz’d an artless lass, sir, / And cabbag’d her virginity, the best piece of her a— , sir.at cabbage, v.1
‘Answer to Captain Morris’ in Hilaria 76: We in the country, whom cocknies call clods.at clod, n.1
‘Actresses’ in Hilaria 105: Whither is S— fled? / And where’s her cock of wax gone?at cock-a-wax (n.) under cock, n.3
‘Newly Dubb’d Jew’ in Hilaria 36: And Cods swore his friend P[ego] should sleep in a whole skin .at cods, n.1
‘Answer to Captain Morris’ in Hilaria 76: The codless Italian, with pipe shrill and clear.at codless (adj.) under cods, n.1
‘The bankrupt Bawd’ in Hilaria 34: In coney skins her commerce lay, / A charming stock she’d laid in .at cony, n.
‘The Blue Vein’ in Hilaria 59: First Molly the cook-maid he took by the hand / From her greasy palm, told her what fortune had plann’d / [...] / ‘Indeed,’ cried the cooky, ‘how can you tell that?’.at cookee, n.
‘Goody Burton’s Ale’ in Hilaria 80: This the maid will tell, / The Bard’s no bragging talker, / Like ale, to keep her well, / Well, by Jove, I cork her.at cork, v.2
‘The Blue Vein’ in Hilaria 62: ‘You’ll have him for better or worse, / But you’ll find that his corkscrew is not worth a curse’.at corkscrew, n.
‘Gentleman’s Wig’ in Hilaria 85: Near Somerset House he fell in with a tit, / And he thought for his purpose the c—tling was fit.at cuntling (n.) under cunt, n.
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