1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: frib.: As Gad judge me, the Jade’s drunk. mrs. frib.: ’Tis you are drunk, Beast, every night.at beast, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: The methodical Block-head that is as regular as a Clock, and as little knows why he is so, is the man cut out by Nature and Fortune for business and government.at blockhead, n.1
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: I believe there is no Village but sins as much [...] only your Country sins are something the more block-headed sins.at blockheaded, adj.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells III i: What admirable Cuckolds and Bubbles have we met with.at bubble, n.1
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: A Company of them that lye upon the snap for young Gentlemen, as Rooks and Bullies do for their Husbands when they come to Town.at bully, n.1
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: Stinking Town! I had rather be Countess of Puddle-dock, than Queen of Sussex.at Countess of Puddle-dock (n.) under Puddle-dock, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: mrs. bisk: Where have you been, you Fop Doodle? bisk: What’s that to you Jilt-Flirts?at fopdoodle, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: But here’s my Cup. Come on, Udsooks I begin to be fox’t.at foxed, adj.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: I protest and vow I could not help it: My Neighbour Fribble is a very merry man, I could not forbear, we were at it, Tory Rory, and sung old Rose, the Song that you love so, Duck.at at it under it, n.1
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: mrs bisk: Where have you been, you Fop Doodle? bisk: What’s that to you Jilt-Flirts?at what’s it to you?, phr.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells I i: We are like Knight Errands, or Knights of the Bath.at knight of the..., n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: Where’s Mr. Rains, you Lolpoop? do you think you shall go, and he not here?at lolpoop, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: Yes, you Nincompoop, you are a pretty Fellow to please a Woman indeed.at nincompoop, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells V i: kick.: And I will make bold to piss upon your Worship. clod p.: Oh impudence! Constable secure ’em to night.at piss on, v.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: I protest and vow I could not help it: My Neighbour Fribble is a very merry man, I could not forbear, we were at it, Tory Rory, and sung old Rose, the Song that you love so, Duck.at tory-rory, adv.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: You drink Burgundy perpetually and Scower as you call it.at scour, v.2
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells III i: Oh how I abhor [...] The glittering Court, the fraudulent Gown, / The Suburb debauches.at suburb, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells I i: That men should be such infinite Coxcombs to live scurvily to get a reputation among thick-scull’d Peasants.at thick-skulled (adj.) under thick, adj.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells Act IV: But here’s my cup. Come on. Udsooks I begin to be fox’d!at ud, n.
1673 T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: frib.: The Law allows me to give my Wife due correction. I know the Law, Huswife, consider and tremble. mrs frib.: You give me correction, you Wittal? I’le teach you Law.at wittol, n.