1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 9: But now she to Bridewell has punch’d it along, / My eye, Betty Martin!at all my eye and Betty Martin, phr.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 3: My Nancy is gone, and my joys are all fled, / And my arse hangs behind me as heavy as lead.at arse, n.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 3: And I still was as smart as a carrot all day.at ...a carrot (new scraped), ...half-scraped under smart as..., adj.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 3: Stop your clack, and be damn’d t’ye and hear me complain.at clack, n.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 7: But now she mills doll, tho’ the greens are still there.at mill doll, v.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 9: To roll in her ivory, to pleasure her eye / To be tipt by her tongue, on her stomach to lie.at roll in someone’s ivory/ivories (v.) under ivory, n.
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 11: Will no blood-hunting foot-pad, that hears me complain, / Stop the wind of that nabbing-cull, constable Payne?at nabman (n.) under nab, v.1
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 3: But since she is nabb’d, and has left me behind, / What a marvellous change on a sudden I find?at nab, v.1
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 9: Ah! rot ye, I see what it was you were at.at rot you! (excl.) under rot!, excl.1
1780 R. Tomlinson Sl. Pastoral 11: No duds in my pocket, no sea-coal to burn!at sea-coal (n.) under sea, n.