c.1818 ‘Jemmy Catnach’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 88: Six months in quod old jemmy’s got.at quod, n.
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 127: To bang and wallop the Charlies / And pommil them in the dark.at bang, v.1
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 126: Where blacklegs and sharps often gammon the flats.at blackleg, n.1
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry & Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: A Fancy blade he then became, and his courage ran so high / That in his room, he floor’d his groom, and black’d his valet’s eye.at blade, n.
1822 ‘Song of the Cadgers’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 130: Then booze about, our cash an’t out.at booze, v.
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 128: There was bunters, and ranters, and radical chaunters.at bunter, n.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry & Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: Then to the Holy Land they went disguis’d from top to toe, / To see the Beggar’s Opera where all the Cadgers go.at cadger, n.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry & Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 123: In a morning at Tattersall’s you may them often see, / ’Mong jockies, grooms, and chaunters, a knowing company.at chanter, n.
1822 T. Greenwood ‘The Tears of Pierce Egan’ in Hindley James Catnach (1878) 117: The Town felt regret as the bell tolled the news / And no one rejoiced — but the Charleys!at charlie, n.1
1822 ‘The Treadmill’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 139: Tom, Jerry, Logic, three prime sprigs, / Find here they cannot come it.at come it, v.1
1822 ‘The Treadmill’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 139: And he who brought the Bill in, / Is threatn’d by the cribbing coves.at cribbing cove, n.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry & Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: Now, with your leave good folks I will conclude my flashy song.at flashy, adj.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: Then to the Holy Land they went disguis’d from top to toe.at holy land, n.
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 131: Mill the Charlies — oh! what fun.at mill, v.1
1822 ‘The Treadmill’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 139: And he who brought the Bill in, / Is threatn’d by the cribbing coves / That he shall have a milling.at milling, n.
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 127: To shew his skill in the milling trade.at milling, n.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: Among the milling kiddy coves young Jerry took delight.at milling-cove (n.) under milling, n.
1822 ‘Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: But Jerry, Tom, and Logick by the pigs [watchmen] were ta’en in tow.at pig, n.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: They smash’d their lanterns, kick’d their shins, and did their pipkins crack.at pipkin, n.1
1822 ‘Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach 1878 124: The prigs and sporting ladies all joined in the row.at prig, n.1
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 133: He’ll marry — and rake no more.at rake, v.1
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 131: My sconce you’ve broken — for your joking / You shall to the watch-house go.at sconce, n.1
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: The prigs and sporting ladies all joined in the row.at sporting lady (n.) under sporting, adj.
1822 ‘Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 123: Come all ye swells and sporting blades who love to see good fun.at swell, n.1
1822 ‘Life in London’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 127: To bang and wallop the Charlies / And pommil them in the dark.at wallop, v.
1822 ‘The Sprees of Tom, Jerry and Logick’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 124: Then in the twinkling of an eye a watch-box was upset, / The Watchy roar’d till all was blue, but nut he could not get.at watchie, n.
1828 ‘The Song of the Young Prig’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 171: Speak to the tattler, bag the swag, / And finely hunt the dummy.at bag, v.
1828 ‘The Song of the Young Prig’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 171: My name they say is Young Birdlime.at birdlime, n.1
1828 ‘The Song of the Young Prig’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 171: My mother she dwelt in Dyot’s Isle, / One of the canting crew, sirs.at canting crew, n.
1828 ‘The Song of the Young Prig’ in C. Hindley James Catnach (1878) 172: The cleanest angler on the pad, / In daylight or the darkey.at clean, adj.