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Two Angry Women of Abington choose

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[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington I i: Why, had ye kept your man in his right place, / I should not then have hit him with an ace.
at ace, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D3: Drunke? hees a beast and he be drunke, theres no man that is a sober man will be drunk, hees a boy and he be drunke.
at beast, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington G4: They haue daunst a galliard at Beggars bush for it.
at beggar’s bush (n.) under beggar, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C3: Wher’s your blew coat, your sword and buckler sir Get you such like habit for a seruing man, If you will waight upon the brat of Goursey.
at bluecoat, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington G3: Well bold-face, but I meane to make yee stay.
at boldface, adj.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington A4: m. bar.: Right by the Lord, a plague vpon the bones. m. gou.: And a hot mischiefe on the curser too.
at bones, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C: If I catch her in my walke now by Cockes-bones, Ile scratch out both her eyes.
at cock, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D: Hee’l [...] say hey my hearts, Merry go sony cocke and pye, my heartes.
at cock and pie! (excl.) under cock, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington H3: mrs. bar.: Shees hid in this same Warren, Ile lay money. [...] boy: I have not seen a cunny since I came, Yet at the connyborow we should meete.
at cony-burrow (n.) under cony, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington H2: phi.: About cunnygreen they surely are [...] hodge: O, let me alone to grope for Cunnies.
at cunny, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D4: Sheele persecute the poore wit-beaten man, And so bebang him with dry bobs and scoffes.
at dry bob (n.) under dry, adj.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington F: And they put ferrets in the holes, fie, fie, And they go vp and downe where connies lye.
at ferret, n.2
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington E: Gods foote, I cry God hartley mercy.
at God’s foot! (excl.) under God, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C3: Well lustie guts, I meane to make ye stay.
at lusty-guts, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington IV i: What a vile girl ’tis, that would hav’t so young.
at have, v.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C3: Mistresse flurt – you foule strumpet Light aloue, short heeles, mistresse Goursey.
at short heels, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington A4: mis bar.: Right by the Lord, a plague vpon the bones. m. gou.: And a hot mischiefe on the curser too.
at hot, adj.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington E: And as to me thou saist, to him I said, But in a greater huffe, and hotter bloud.
at huff, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C3: Mistresse flurt – you foule strumpet Light aloue, short heeles, mistresse Goursey.
at light o’ love, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington C3: Mistresse flurt – you foule strumpet .
at Miss, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D3: Bloud, what though that honest Hodge haue cut his finger heere? or as some say, cut a feather? what though he be mump, misled, blind.
at mizzled, adj.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington A3: ’Sbloud, I do not like the humour of these springals.
at ’sblood!, excl.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington A3: His men be good fellows, so it is, if they be not let them go snick up.
at sneck up!, excl.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D2: I am sure hee hath more liquor in him Then a whole dicker of hydes; hees sockt throughly Ifaith.
at soaked, adj.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington A4: Forsooth they’l call it a pot quarrell straight.
at straight, adv.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington D4: Hostesse, swounes you whore, Harry Hooke’s a rascall.
at ’swounds!, excl.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington G3: ms. bar.: I would to God that I could find her, I woulde keepe her from her loues toys yet. mal.: So you might, if your daughter had no wit.
at toy, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington B4: Goe to ye wag, tis well. If euer yee get a wife, I faith Ile tell.
at wagtail, n.
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington H3: mrs. bar: Shees hid in this same Warren, Ile lay money.
at warren, n.1
[UK] H. Porter Two Angry Women of Abington H3: What need’st thou to care, whipper-Jenny, Tripe cheekes, out you fat asse.
at whipperginnie, n.
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