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The Old English Gentleman choose

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[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 293: Isn’t it natural for a body to feel a sort of queer all-overishness on the eve of a wedding, I should like to know?
at all-overishness (n.) under all-overish, adj.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 299: None o’ your puddle wish-wash runs in these veins, but clear, out-an’-out, genuine English blood.
at out-and-out, adj.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 317: ‘Stop a bit, Button,’ said Striver.
at bit, n.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 354: ‘This is a breather,’ said Jack, wiping off the trickling perspiration from his features.
at breather, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 81: ‘Ah!’ exclaimed Peter, with a sigh of admiration, ‘you’re a clipper’.
at clipper, n.2
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 380: He’ll be dreadfully missed [...] The squire’s amazing cut up about him.
at cut up, adj.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 139: Two Cythereans of the pavé accosted him.
at Cyprian, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 294: If a man is down upon his hocks, he requires more stimulants, than if he was going it cheerily on his daisy-trimmers.
at daisy-trimmers (n.) under daisy, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 89: A young dickey, in the full kick of youth, mistook some sweet briar for a thistle.
at dicky, n.4
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 294: If a man is down upon his hocks, he requires more stimulants, than if he was going it cheerily on his daisy-trimmers.
at hock, n.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 156: That polecat, Fiddylee, I saw to-day [...] the weasel couldn’t look me in the face.
at polecat, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 217: If you’re not off in a twinklin’, I’ll have you shopped, my painted tit.
at shop, v.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 291: So tip us your fin.
at tip one’s fin (v.) under tip, v.3
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 217: If you’re not off in a twinklin’, I’ll have you shopped, my painted tit.
at tit, n.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 156: That polecat, Fiddylee, I saw to-day [...] the weasel couldn’t look me in the face.
at weasel, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 87: ‘It gives me the willy-wabbles to see a hen pheasant bagged,’ replied the keeper. ‘The what?’ asked the squire. ‘The willy-wabbles,’ repeated the keeper, placing his brawny hand tenderly upon his abdominal region.
at willies, n.
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 253: What are ye all yapping for? I am not deaf.
at yap, v.1
[UK] J. Mills Old Eng. Gentleman (1847) 159: Why, zooks! if there bean’t Muster Bolton.
at zooks!, excl.
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