1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 279: O! grand creatures! [...] fine jades! wonderful baggages!at baggage, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 9: I invented the slap-bang coaches, and sported the tandem.at slap-bang, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 278: So you see, my dainty, I have nothing to do but to marry a golden dolly, or give my creditors the go-by, with a brace of barking irons.at barking iron, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Sport your glass-blinkers, old grizzlepate,’ cried the inebriated prisoner.at blinkers, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 278: So you see, my dainty, I have nothing to do but to marry a golden dolly, or give my creditors the go-by, with a brace of barking irons.at give someone/something the go-by (v.) under go-by, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: They have taken possession of Honaover-square; and, dash my sconce, if all is not gone to the hammer.at dash my buttons! (excl.) under dash, v.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 278: Dish my wig, but there are at least a dozen putting in their claims for a share of the booty. [Ibid.] 280: My best polygraph is dead! dead as a nail, dash my jasy!at dash my wig(s)! (excl.) under dash, v.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV (1805) 33: There, you twaddler, there’s five guineas for you; so now dish yourself off, and keep your counsel.at dish (oneself) off (v.) under dish, v.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 5: No man can [...] dish a deep one, queer an old woman [...] better than I can.at dish, v.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.at dished, adj.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 278: So you see, my dainty, I have nothing to do but to marry a golden dolly, or give my creditors the go-by, with a brace of barking irons.at dolly, n.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.at done up, adj.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV (1805) 84: Stop your gab, and put your pins in motion.at stop your gab! (excl.) under gab, n.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 176: D--n me if I’m sensible of anything [...] so touch the gold drops – divide them among you.at gold drop (n.) under gold, adj.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 278: So you see, my dainty, I have nothing to do but to marry a golden dolly, or give my creditors the go-by, with a brace of barking irons.at golden, adj.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Sport your glass-blinkers, old grizzlepate,’ cried the inebriated prisoner.at grizzle, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 26: My pupil talked of nothing but of returning to Devizes, to ‘give the ostler his gruel’ for having taken him in.at give someone gruel (v.) under gruel, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 280: [He] kept his bed three days, and hopped the twig on the fourth.at hop the twig, v.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 279: Must look in upon the rich old jade, before she hops off .at hop off, v.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II (1805) 283: ‘Lord love your silly noddle!’ cried the turnkey.at lord love...!, excl.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 279: Topas nicked the family plate, and has lumped it by this time.at nick, v.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 8: So, dash my wig, but I bought a tandem [...] sported an old girl of fashion, on the wrong side of forty, and kicked up a breeze at all the watering places.at watering place, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 97: I want nothing from her but her rouleaus: and she is so d----d cunning, There is no touching her, even for a poney*. (*Half a rouleau or twenty-five guineas).at pony, n.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.at queer, v.
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Sport your glass-blinkers, old grizzlepate,’ cried the inebriated prisoner, ‘and look steadily while I dazzle your optics with a brace of shiners.’.at shiner, n.1
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham IV (1805) 89: I can’t give you any money this winter; I must deal all upon tick.at on tick under tick, n.3
1797 M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Hold him! hold the rascal!’ vociferated the man in office. [...] ‘Not till I have winged this bat of antiquity,’ cried the young man, at the same moment snatching a staff from his feeble guard and aiming it.at wing, v.