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[UK] 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.
[UK] 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
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells III i: What admirable Cuckolds and Bubbles have we met with.
at bubble, n.1
[UK] 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
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells I i: But Clodpate is a Clownish-Country Fool.
at clodpate, n.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells III i: Cods me, yonder are our Wives.
at cod, n.1
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells IV i: But here’s my Cup. Come on, Udsooks I begin to be fox’t.
at foxed, adj.
[UK] 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
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells I i: We are like Knight Errands, or Knights of the Bath.
at knight of the..., n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: Yes, you Nincompoop, you are a pretty Fellow to please a Woman indeed.
at nincompoop, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells II i: You drink Burgundy perpetually and Scower as you call it.
at scour, v.2
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells V i: A Company of Spindle-shank Pocky Fellows.
at spindleshanks, n.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells III i: Oh how I abhor [...] The glittering Court, the fraudulent Gown, / The Suburb debauches.
at suburb, n.
[UK] 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.
[UK] T. Shadwell Epsom Wells Act IV: But here’s my cup. Come on. Udsooks I begin to be fox’d!
at ud, n.
[UK] 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.
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