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Seymour’s Humorous Sketches choose

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[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 10: ‘I never did spend sich a pleasant day afore — never!’ [...] ‘It’s ralely bin a hout and houter!’.
at out-and-outer, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 50: But they’re so wulgar, Bob, and call sich names / As quite the tag-rag of St. Giles’ shames.
at rag, tag and bobtail, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 137: Well, old puff and blow! [...] What’s in the wind? Want to sell out?
at puff and blow, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 15: My pockets, too, are picked! Yes — some clever ‘artist’ has drawn me while asleep!
at artist, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 124: Tapping his breast [...] and puffing out his cheeks to indicate that his lungs were disordered. ‘What, bellows to mend?’ cried my accomplished patron.
at bellows to mend under bellows, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 159: [He was] mounted on a roadster — his ‘bit ’o blood’ had been sent forward .
at bit of blood (n.) under bit, n.1
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 4: No more shooting in the grass, mind! [...] or ve shall have the blades upon us agin.
at blade, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 167: i’m in jolly good health and harty as a brick.
at brickish (adj.) under brick, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 155: Watty was so good-humoured a fellow, that he could laugh at an Irish bull.
at bull, n.2
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 81: His legs, indeed, became so slight, that many of his jocose companions amused themselves with striking at them with straws as he passed [...] ‘Whoy, Giles!’ remarked one of them, ‘thee calves ha' gone to grass, lad’.
at calves gone to grass, phr.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 99: So he was dumb, silent and glum, as the small ‘chay’ he drew, / And ventured no replies / [...] ‘’Tis quite a fag, this “chay” to drag’.
at chay, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 44: [He went] straight home — as he could, leaving his spouse (like many a deserted wife) soaking her clay, because he refused to support her !
at moisten the clay (v.) under clay, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 1: The guns hasn’t got them thingummy ‘caps,’ but that's no matter, for cousin says them cocks won’t always fight.
at that cock won’t fight under cock, n.3
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 4: Vell, I’m blowed if that [i.e. a fine] ain’t a cooler!
at cooler, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 131: I’m precious krank with tacking.
at crank, adj.1
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 3: O! crikey! — there’s a heap o’ birds.
at crikey!, excl.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 1: Let me know by Jim if you can cut your stick as early as nine.
at cut (one’s) stick(s), v.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 151: The cry of the whole crew was, that they were all going to Davy Jones’s locker.
at go to Davy Jones’s locker (v.) under Davy Jones’s locker, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 17: ‘I was once in a cage myself,’ said his chum. ‘And what did they take you for?’ ‘Take me for? — for a lark.’ ‘Pretty Dickey!’ ‘Yes, I assure you, it was all dickey with me’.
at dicky, adj.1
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 9: ‘Vot a rum cove that ’ere is,’ said Grubb. ‘Double stout, eh?’ [...] and certain it is, that, although the artist has [...] only given us a draught of the landlord, he was a subject sufficient for a butt!
at double, adv.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 69: The hammer of the president rapped them to order, and ‘knocked down’ Sniggs for a song.
at knock down, v.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 41: I tell you what, my lads, if I knew your master, I’d pull you up, and have you well dressed.
at dress, v.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 134: He drew out a five-pound note! ‘Here, Wallis, tip him this flimsy!’.
at flimsy, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 167: napps [...] as dun his dooty like a rig’lar flint.
at flint, n.1
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 44: ‘You’re drunk — drunk, Sarah, drunk!’ ‘On’y a little elevated, Jack.’ ‘Elevated! — floor’d you mean.’ ‘Vell; vot’s the odds as long as you're happy?’.
at floored, adj.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 65: Old Foozle was one of those who, having accumulated wealth, retire with their housekeepers to spend the remnant of their days in some suburban retreat.
at foozle, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) : I hate all forriners —why don’t he go back to Frogland, and not come here.
at Frogland (n.) under Frog, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 3: I say — vot are you about ? Don’t put the shot in afore the powder, you gaby!
at gaby, n.
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 168: i think ive seed im a sarvin out svipes and blue ruin at the gin-spinners corner o’ [...] petticut lane [ibid.] 169: ven turnin’ round to look for the gin-spinner, blow me! sam, if i didn’t see the cove a-goin heels over head .
at gin-spinner (n.) under gin, n.4
[UK] ‘Alfred Crowquill’ Seymour’s Humourous Sketches (1866) 27: By Gog, you’ll be all over presently — don’t lay your hand on my scull.
at gog, n.
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