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Kenilworth I 134: ‘Dull beast!’ replied Varney.at beast, n.
Kenilworth I 134: ‘Dull beast!’ replied Varney. Kenilworth III 7: Why, what Bess of Bedlam is this, would ask to see my lord on such a day as the present?at Bess of Bedlam, n.
Kenilworth II 134: He that would refuse to swallow a dozen healths on such an evening, is a base besognio, and a puckfist.at besognio, n.
Kenilworth I 25: A cat-and-dog life she led with Tony.at cat and dog life (n.) under cat, n.1
Kenilworth I 43: You cannot put the change on me so easy as you think, for I have lived among the quick-stirring spirits of the age too long, to swallow chaff for grain.at put the change on (v.) under change, n.
Kenilworth I 193: Peace, I pray thee [...] credit me the swaggering vein will not pass here, you must cut boon [sic] whids.at cut bene whids (v.) under cut, v.1
Kenilworth I 51: Who is this gallant, honest Mike? – is he a Corinthian – a cutter like thyself? at cutter, n.1
Kenilworth II 11: It is even so, my little dandieprat – But who the devil could teach it thee.at dandiprat, n.
Kenilworth I 49: Why, thou gallows-bird – thou jail rat – thou friend for the hangman.at gaolbird, n.
Kenilworth I 140: ‘Gogsnouns!’ replied the father.at gog, n.
Kenilworth III 16: How didst thou come off with yonder jolterheaded giant, whom I left with thee?at jolter-headed, adj.
Kenilworth I 23: What, Hal Hempseed? [...] [he] fled the country with a pursuivant’s warrant at his heels.at hempseed (n.) under hemp, n.
Kenilworth I 156: When an old song comes across us merry old knights of the spigot, it runs away with our discretion.at knight of the..., n.
Kenilworth (1877) 92: When an old song comes across us merry old knights of the spigot, it runs away with our discretion.at ...the spigot under knight of the..., n.
Kenilworth I 54: They are Popish trash [...] private studies of the mumping old Abbot of Abingdon.at mumping, n.
Kenilworth I 217: Wayland Smith expressed, by every contemptuous epithet [...] his utter scorn for the nincompoop, who stuck his head under his wife’s apron-string.at nincompoop, n.
Kenilworth II 159: Notwithstanding thy boasted honesty, friend [...] I think I see in thy countenance something of the pedlar – something of the picaroon.at picaroon, n.
Kenilworth I 145: God save us from all such misproud princoxes!at princock, n.
Kenilworth II 134: He that would refuse to swallow a dozen healths on such an evening, is a base besognio, and a puckfist.at puckfist, n.
Kenilworth II 142: Here comes the wine – Fill round, master Skinker.at skinker, n.
Kenilworth I 56: This purse has all that is left of as round a sum as a man would wish to carry in his slop-pouch.at slop, n.2
Kenilworth II 140: Are you to stand shot to all this good liquor? at stand (the) shot (to) (v.) under stand, v.2
Kenilworth I 49: Why, thou gallows-bird [...] hast thou the assurance to expect countenance from any one whose neck is beyond the compass of a Tyburn tippet?at Tyburn tippet (n.) under Tyburn, n.
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