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Sauny the Scot II i: marg.: I match’d to Thee! what to such a Fellow with such a Gridiron Face [...] Foh it almost turns my stomach to look on’t. saun.: Gud an your Stomach to see his Face, What will ye dea when ye see his Arse, Madam.at arse, n.
Sauny the Scot II i: marg.: I match’d to Thee! what to such a Fellow with such a Gridiron Face [...] Foh it almost turns my stomach to look on’t. saun.: Gud an your Stomach to see his Face, What will ye dea when ye see his Arse, Madam. Sauny the Scot II i: Is’e ne give yea a Bawbee for your Luggs.at baubee, n.
Sauny the Scot III i: An Idle, Careless, Beetle-headed Slave.at beetle-head (n.) under beetle, n.1
Sauny the Scot V i: Sirrah, touch a Horse, and I’ll Curry your Coxcombe for you.at coxcomb, n.
Sauny the Scot IV i: Come hither, Crack-Hemp.at crack halter (n.) under crack, v.2
Sauny the Scot II i: Your French Books treat most of Love.at French, adj.
Sauny the Scot IV i: ’Tis the Old Grub Woodall; What shall we do with him?at grub, n.1
Sauny the Scot Act II: He means to make one of your lasses his wench — that is, his love and his ligby.at ligby, n.
Sauny the Scot I i: Mates, Madam, ’Faith, no Mates for you, unless you were a little Tamer.at mate, n.
Sauny the Scot II i: I take as Muckle Pleasure, Sir, in Scratten and Scrubbin, as ye de in Tiplin and Mowing.at mow, v.
Sauny the Scot II i: You may pump long enough er’e you get out a wise Word.at pump, v.
Sauny the Scot II i: Gude Sauny might hang himsel an it were not for Scratting and Scrubbing.at Sawney, n.
Sauny the Scot I i: ’Tis strange, Sir, you should make a Stale of me among these Mates, thus.at stale, n.1
Sauny the Scot III i: These damn’d French-Men have got all the Trade in Town; if they get up all the handsom Women, the English must e’en march into Wales for Mistresses.at trade, n.
Sauny the Scot I i: And you there, Goodman Turnip-eater, with your Neats-Leather Phisonomy.at turnip-eater (n.) under turnip, n.
Sauny the Scot III i: You are in the right Sauny, for ’twas one with Three Leggs, ’twas Mr. Tyburn, for he was fairly Hang’d.at Tyburn, n.
Sauny the Scot III i: Ye’ve aw twa Luggs apiece o’your Head.at lug, n.1
Sauny the Scot I i: And you there, Goodman Turnip-eater, with your Neats-Leather Phisonomy, I’ll send your Kitchen-wench to Liquor it this Wet-weather.at liquor someone’s hide, v.
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