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Walsingham, or, the Pupil of London choose

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[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham II 279: O! grand creatures! [...] fine jades! wonderful baggages!
at baggage, n.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 9: I invented the slap-bang coaches, and sported the tandem.
at slap-bang, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Sport your glass-blinkers, old grizzlepate,’ cried the inebriated prisoner.
at blinkers, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Dash me, my hearty, but here I am again.
at dash, v.1
[UK] 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
[UK] 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.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 5: No man can [...] dish a deep one, queer an old woman [...] better than I can.
at dish, v.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.
at dished, adj.
[UK] 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
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.
at done up, adj.1
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham III (1805) 33: ‘Ah now! be azey!’ cried Mrs. O’Liffy.
at easy!, excl.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV (1805) 84: Stop your gab, and put your pins in motion.
at stop your gab! (excl.) under gab, n.1
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham II 161: ‘Sport your glass-blinkers, old grizzlepate,’ cried the inebriated prisoner.
at grizzle, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 280: [He] kept his bed three days, and hopped the twig on the fourth.
at hop the twig, v.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham II 279: Must look in upon the rich old jade, before she hops off .
at hop off, v.1
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham II (1805) 283: ‘Lord love your silly noddle!’ cried the turnkey.
at lord love...!, excl.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 279: Topas nicked the family plate, and has lumped it by this time.
at nick, v.1
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] M. Robinson Walsingham IV 277: Fine news! – I’m dished – done up. The sharps have queered me.
at queer, v.
[UK] 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
[UK] 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
[UK] 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.
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