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Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III iii: Faith, thou art such a spiny Baldrib, All the Mistresses in the Town will never get thee up.at bald-rib (n.) under bald, adj.
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III iii: Faith, thou art such a spiny Baldrib, All the Mistresses in the Town will never get thee up. Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III i: There’s no Gallant So brassie impudent durst undertake The words that shall belong to’t .at brassy, adj.
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III i: A Springe to catch a Maiden-head after Sun-set, Clip it, and send it home again to the City.at clip, v.1
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III i: She’s entic’d forth by her own Sex To be betray’d to man, who in some Garden-house, [...] taking his lustful time, Binds darkness on her eye-lids, surprizes her.at garden house, n.1
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) V i: Down with his golls, I charge you.at goll, n.1
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) III iii: Thou mushroom, that shot’st up in a night, By lying with thy Mistress.at mushroom, n.
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) V i: And what’s the News with thee, thou well stew’d Footman?at stewed, adj.1
Mayor of Quinborough (1661) II iv: Now, by this light, a nest of Yellow Hammers!at yellowhammer, n.
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