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‘The Recent Murders’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 27: Next as a wife who came to town / in search of her dear son, / Was by these wicked wretches dogg’d / And barbarously undone.at dog, v.1
‘The Recent Murders’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 27: Next as a wife who came to town / in search of her dear son, / Was by these wicked wretches dogg’d / And barbarously undone. ‘Queen Victoria’s Baby’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 144: About the Queen’s baby, the duck of a baby.at duck, n.1
‘The Irish New Policeman’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 39: I knocks the first man down I meet / And kicks up a shindy, fit to craze one.at kick up a shindy (v.) under shindy, n.
‘The Irish New Policeman’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 38: I’ve just given him a topper for luck; and he’ll be quiet for the night I reckon.at topper, n.2
‘The Workhouse Boy’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 42: A dollop of bones lay grizzling there.at dollop, n.
‘Lovely Albert’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 150: Chain up the Bear and make him stare, / And so help my Davy.at bear, n.
‘Lovely Albert’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 150: Chain up the Bear and make him stare, / And so help my Davy.at s’elp me bob!, excl.
‘Lovely Albert’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 149: And Old John Bull had his belly full / Of dirty Russian tallow.at John Bull, n.1
‘Lovely Albert’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 149: He cried to Vic, I’ll cut my stick / To St. Petersburg go right slap.at cut (one’s) stick(s), v.
‘Lovely Albert’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 149: When Vic, ’tis said, jumped out of bed / And wopped him with her nightcap.at whop, v.
‘Have You Seen the Emperor’ in Victorian Street Ballads 1937 147: Such a lot of fried liver and bacon, / And they had a jolly blow out.at blow-out, n.1
‘New Bloomer Costume’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 99: Listen, females all, no matter what your trade is, / Old Nick is in the girls, the —’s in the ladies.at Old Nick, n.
‘Dear Tome This Brown Jug’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 88: And with honest old stingo was soaking his clay.at moisten the clay (v.) under clay, n.
‘Oh, Don’t I Love my Billy’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 62: He’s chawing quids, and pig-tail smoking.at pigtail, n.
‘Betty Brill’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 57: Pike off, says she, / You don’t catch me; / For, Joey, I’m no gudgeon.at pike, v.1
‘The Oyster Man’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 68: You’ve heard of a Dandy dog’s meat blade / who did diddle an Old Maid, / And who did her heart trepan.at trapan, v.
‘Execution of Alice Holt’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 35: A hanging for the mother’s sake / On Chester’s fatal tree.at triple tree, n.
‘Margaret Slack & the Prince of Wales’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 156: The truth of the story you shall know in a crack.at in a crack under crack, n.1
‘Margaret Slack & the Prince of Wales’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 156: Of course a young man now ripe in his teens, / He liked pickled pork and wanted some greens.at greens, n.1
‘Ladies Don’t go Thieving’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 46: This lady in her rigging / Went out so grand, you understand, / To have a turn at prigging.at prigging, n.2
‘Ladies Don’t go Thieving’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 47: So help my bob you’ll go to quod, / For going out a-thieving.at quod, n.
‘Ladies Don’t go Thieving’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 46: This lady in her rigging / Went out so grand.at rigging, n.1
‘Ladies Don’t go Thieving’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 46: Her husband when he heard the news / Received a regular twister.at twister, n.
‘Song of Velocipeding’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 127: The Velocipedes are all the go, / In country and in town.at all the go (adj.) under go, n.1
‘Publican’s New Sunday Act’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 94: And many a hungry child his belly may fill, / ’cause his lushy old father can get no more swill.at lushy, adj.1
‘The Publican’s New Sunday Act’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 94: And many a hungry child his belly may fill, / ’cause his lushy old father can get no more swill.at swill, n.
‘Fair Play for Tichborne & Kenealy’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 44: Now when the big-wigs found that he / To them would not be suing.at bigwig, n.
‘Fair Play for Tichborne and Kenealy’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 44: When he gets out there is no doubt / He’ll give his foes a whacking.at whacking, n.
‘Hop Picking in Kent’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 121: Fine Betsey the bunter from London / From out of St. Giles’s did prance.at bunter, n.
‘Polly Perkins’ in Victorian Street Ballads (1937) 65: When I asked her to marry me she said Oh! what stuff, / And told me to drop it, for she had quite enough.at drop it! (excl.) under drop, v.1
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