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Festival of Anacreon, , containing a collection of modern songs written for the Anacreontic Society, the Beef-Steak and Humbug Clubs choose

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[UK] Morris et al. ‘Knowing Joe’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 52: I dropp’d down, dead as a shot.
at dead as..., adj.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Pat-Riot’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 36: What charming confusion! what fine botheration.
at botheration, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Knowing Joe’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 50: Cod! I was so sharp when the laughing came down.
at cod, n.1
[UK] Morris et al. Festival of Anacreon Pt II 74: Let us put our commodities now both together; My cod and your ling.
at cod, n.3
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Collin’s Seven Ages’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 78: Bawd and trull, pimp and cull, / At his nod, go to quod!
at cull, n.1
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Pat-Riot’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 32: To kick up a dust, by my soul, I delight in.
at kick up (a) dust (v.) under dust, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Denis O’Neal’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 76: But you won’t make a Judy of Denis O’Neal. / With your jumping, jungling, grinning, mouthing, / Clout-headed, thick-headed, brazon-nos’d, copper-fac’d, / Ill looking thief!
at thick-headed, adj.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Song’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 39: So they stript in a trice, and to’t they went / As hard as they could drive.
at go to it (v.) under it, n.1
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Song’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 39: Just six weeks we’ve married been, [...] Take all you have done for me, quoth Nell, / ’Tis only once a night, / Just two and forty times you’ve done ’t.
at it, n.1
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Knowing Joe’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 51: Feggs! I was so sheamfac’d.
at i’fecks!, excl.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Dennis O’Neal’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 76: [as 1781].
at make a Judy (Fitzsimmons) of oneself (v.) under judy, n.2
[UK] Morris et al. Festival of Anacreon Pt II 74: Let us put our commodities now both together; My cod and your ling.
at ling, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Prophets’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 48: All my hope was nearly gone, Sir, / When I left the monster’s maw.
at maw, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Knowing Joe’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 51: But, odzookers! they were all so drollish.
at odzooks! (excl.) under ods, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘O’Whack’s Song in Notoriety’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 55: You may talk of a brogue, and of Ireland [...] Of bulls and of howls and palaver.
at palaver, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘The Humours of London’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 65: Hughes and Astley beat the rounds upon their nimble prancers.
at prancer, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Knowing Joe’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 51: No boy of my age could talk louder, / Crack a joke, tip the wink, or a droll story tell, / Of my cleverness none were prouder: / So thinks I it’s better not following plow, / To try with these youths to queer low folk.
at queer, v.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘The Learned Pig’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 47: A French Refugee who was jealous of his rib.
at rib, n.1
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Song’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 39: For should Sir Fletcher smoke the joke, / He’d bring it in crim. con.!
at smoke, v.1
[UK] Morris et al. Festival of Anacreon Pt II 49: Dolly could never see where was the harm, To suffer her master to keep tabby warm.
at tabby, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Prophets’ Festival of Anacreon (1810) 41: They knew very well he had an excellent voice; / Said he I can’t sing, but they knew it was a thumper.
at thumper, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Learned Pig’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 47: With a thumping colt’s-tooth in her head.
at thumping, adj.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘O’Whack’s Song in Notoriety’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 55: Oh, may jolly tight Shelagh [...] go round the globe, ay, from corner to corner.
at tight, adj.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Jack Timbertoe’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 53: He ploughs the deep with a yoh heh yoh; / And so has poor Jack Timber-toe.
at timber-toe, n.
[UK] Morris et al. ‘Collin’s Seven Ages’ in Festival of Anacreon (1810) 77: Hushaby, wipe an eye, / Kissee pretty, suckee titty.
at titty, n.
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