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Covent Garden Jester 86: May every good button find a good button-hole.at buttonhole, n.
Covent Garden Jester 86: May every good button find a good button-hole. Covent Garden Jester 28: She told him her watch stood. I don’t wonder at that, madam, replied his highness, when it is so near to your what-do-you-call-it.at what-do-you-call-it, n.
Covent Garden Jester 19: ‘Why, last night, in the dark, I run’d my nose into that there snatch, sir,’ replied the sailor, pointing towards Lucy, ‘’twas that caulked up my day-lights, sir.’.at daylights, n.
Covent Garden Jester 20: Cast off all the tackling about the breech [...] that uncovers the touch hole. Next get the breech down upon the bed, then you have the muzzle high enough for close work [...] lastly take your rammer in your hand, thrust home, discharge, that completes the business for the present, till you are ready to fire again.at fire, v.2
Covent Garden Jester 30: A fine madam meeting him in the street, earnestly entreated the favour of a glass of wine, the baronet cursing her for a silly whore, said, He was well content with one fireship in a day.at fireship, n.
Covent Garden Jester 20: Cast off all the tackling about the breech [...] that uncovers the touch hole. Next get the breech down upon the bed, then you have the muzzle high enough for close work [...] lastly take your rammer in your hand, thrust home, discharge, that completes the business for the present, till you are ready to fire again.at touch-hole, n.
Covent Garden Jester 73: Attend, ye young virgins, to this moral tale, / Dispose of your meat ere it hangs till ’tis stale.at meat, n.
Covent Garden Jester 20: Cast off all the tackling about the breech [...] that uncovers the touch hole. Next get the breech down upon the bed, then you have the muzzle high enough for close work [...] lastly take your rammer in your hand, thrust home, discharge, that completes the business for the present, till you are ready to fire again.at rammer, n.
[author pseudonym] Covent Garden Jester.at ranger, n.
‘Sentiments & Toasts’ Covent Garden Jester 86: May we ride till sixty without falling off.at ride, v.
Covent Garden Jester 54: He will certainly geld you; and I dare say he is, he is whetting his knife for the same purpose. [...] I thank thee kindly sweet heart, cried the countryman, are these his tricks with a pox to him – wounds shew me the next way out, for I would not lose my tarriwags for the best dinner in Christendom.at tallywags, n.
Covent Garden Jester 64: He never saw anybody dressed so neat and tight in his life.at tight, adj.
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