1819 Scott Bride of Lammermoor (1844) 132: ‘Capot me if I think that was according to the rules of the game,’ said his confident.at capot me!, excl.
1819 W. Scott Bride of Lammermoor 374: Ashamed of your company? — but no, no! — Gad, he was afraid you would cut in and carry off the girl.at cut in, v.
1819 W. Scott Bride of Lammermoor XII 77: We’ll be screwing up our bit fiddles [...] among a’ the other elbo’-jiggers.at elbow-jigger (n.) under elbow, n.1
1819 W. Scott Bride of Lammermoor 19: ‘Your characters,’ he said, ‘my dear Pattieson, make too much use of the gob box; they patter too much.’.at gob-box (n.) under gob, n.1
1819 W. Scott Bride of Lammermoor 290: I wad wager twa and a plack that hemp plaits his cravat yet.at hempen cravat (n.) under hempen, adj.
1819 W. Scott Bride of Lammermoor 469: As for the pouther, I e’en changed it [...] for gin and brandy and it served the house mony a year—a gude swap too.at swap, n.