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Hamlet Travestie choose

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[UK] ‘Gabriel Gubbyns hys Lamentation’ in Annotations J. Poole Hamlet Travestie (1811) n.p.: No more Larke I trowe, ’Tis all Dyckye nowe, For I shall bee hangt for coynage.
at all dicky with under dicky, adj.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I i: As for black clothes, — that’s all my eye and Tommy.
at all my eye and Tommy under all my eye, phr.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III i: king: How’s Hamlet? queen: Mad as butter in the sun.
at mad as..., adj.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II iii: He’s dead as sure as two-pence.
at sure as twopence under sure as..., phr.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I i: My dear, take my belcher to tie round your head.
at belcher, n.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iv: marcellus: What news? – What said the Ghost? hamlet: You’ll blab. marcellus: Not I.
at blab, v.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I ii: Now blow me if you go.
at blow me!, excl.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iv: And if I e’er forget thee—blow me tight.
at blow me tight!, excl.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III i: The body to the bone-house take.
at bone-house (n.) under bone, n.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III vi: I had him there in the bread-basket.
at breadbasket (n.) under bread, n.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II iii: Jump o’er a broomstick, but don’t make a farce on The marriage ceremonies of the parson.
at jump (over) the broomstick, v.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III v: His Majesty hath made a match for you, Sir, To spar with young Laertes—a prime bruiser.
at bruiser, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II ii: In spite of their cant, And their critical jargon, strut, bellow, and rant: To bamboozle the flats.
at cant, n.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II i: We know very well that advice cheap as dirt is.
at cheap as dirt (adj.) under cheap, adj.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I i: You had best hold your clack.
at hold one’s clack (v.) under clack, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iii: Now, my cock, lead on!
at cock, n.2
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III vi: I care not if you go — to h-ll. — That last cross-buttock dish’d me — Oh!
at cross-buttock (n.) under cross, adj.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III ii: Tip us your daddle.
at tip us your daddle under daddle, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III iii: And sous’d her over head and heels, Slap-dash into the water.
at slap-dash, adv.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III vi: I’ve had a precious swig—If I’m not a dead woman—dash my wig.
at dash my wig(s)! (excl.) under dash, v.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III vi: O, Hamlet! ’tis all dickey with us both! I promis’d to die game.
at all dicky with under dicky, adj.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iv: Your uncle is the man I mean [...] That diddled me out of my crown and queen.
at diddle, v.2
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III vi: That last cross-buttock dish’d me.
at dish, v.
[UK] Annotations in J. Poole Hamlet Travestie 81: To do a person is to cheat him.
at do, v.1
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II iii: A very Filch, that more deserves to hang Than any one of the light-finger’d gang.
at filch, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iv: Then hold your gab, and hear what I’ve to tell.
at stow one’s gab (v.) under gab, n.2
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie II ii: Sir, if you think it gammon, you mistake me, For if I gammon you, the devil take me.
at gammon, v.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I i: I’ll speak to it, should e’en Old Harry dare me.
at Old Harry, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie III v: Horatio, I am sorry for this squabble; I fear ’twill get me in a precious hobble.
at hobble, n.
[UK] J. Poole Hamlet Travestie I iii: Hop off, I say! (To Ghost) Lead on; I’ll quickly follow.
at hop off, v.1
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