1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses E: Speak many words and by cods nailes I vow, Upon thy pate my staffe I will lay.at cod, n.1
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses F: A quick eye, a sharpe knife, at hand a receiuer: But then take heed Cosin ye be a clenly conuayour.at convey, v.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B3: ruf: Gogs wounds Maister Snuf are ye so lusty? snuf: Gogs sides Maister Ruf are ye so crusty?at crusty, adj.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B2: Gogs wounds kiss me my trull so white. [Ibid.] B3: Gog’s Nailes, Mistres Meretrix now he is gone. [...] Gog’s sides, knaves, seeing to fight ye be so rough.at gog, n.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B: ambi.: What and ye run in the corner of some prettie maide? snuff: To grope there good fellow I will not be afraid.at grope, v.
1569 T. Preston Cambyses in Dodsley Old Plays (1875) IV 235: But cousin, because to that office ye are not like come, / Frequent your exercises, a horne on your thumbe, / A quick eye, a sharp knife [F&H].at horn-thumb (n.) under horn, n.2
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B3: Gogs hart slaue dost thinke I am a sixpeny Jug: No wis ye Jack I looke a little more smug.at jug, n.2
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses D3: But how now, Cosin Cutpurse? with whom play you? [...] Cousin, take heed, if you doo secretly grope; If ye be taken Cosin, ye must looke through a rope.at look through a rope (v.) under rope, n.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B3: ruf.: I will giue thee sixpence to lye one night with thee. meretrix: Gogs hart slaue dost thinke I am a sixpeny Jug: No wis ye Jack I looke a little more smug. snuf.: I will giue her viii pence to serue me first.at serve, v.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses B3: Gogs hart slaue dost thinke I am a sixpeny Jug: No wis ye Jack I looke a little more smug.at smug, adj.
1569–70 T. Preston Cambyses E: Bum bay thou Hod, a little would make me ye trim. Giue thee a swap on thy nose till thy hart ake.at trim, v.