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London Spy I 2: A fart for Virgil and his Elegancy.at fart...!, a, excl.
London Spy I 2: A fart for Virgil and his Elegancy. London Spy I 2: A fig for St. Austin and his Doctrines.at fig, a, n.
London Spy I 19: Their Drolls and their Farces, / Are bald as our Arses.at arse, n.
London Spy II 42: We were now tumbled into Company compos’d of as many sorts of Rakes as you may see Whores at a Buttock Ball.at buttock-ball, n.
London Spy II 40: We e’en turn’d our selves into the Smoaky Boozing-Ken amongst them. [Ibid.] VII 173: Beyond these were a parcel of Scandalous Boosing-Kens.at bousing-ken, n.
London Spy II 38: How do I know that, Mr. Prattle-box?at prattle-box, n.
London Spy I 10: He can [...] out Huff a Bully, out Wrangle a Lawyer, out Cant a Puritan, out Cringe a Beau, out Face Truth and out Lye the Devil.at bully, n.1
London Spy I 7: To be short with you, he is one of the Gentile Mumpers we call Cadators; he goes a Circuit round England once a Year, and under pretence of a Decay’d Gentleman, gets both Money and Entertainment at every good House he comes to.at cadator, n.
London Spy II 40: Round the Fire sat a tatter’d Assembly of fat Motherly Flat-Caps, with their Fish-Baskets hanging upon their Heads.at flat-cap, n.
London Spy I 8: The Company call him Captain; he’s a Man of considerable Reputation [...] And Indeed, I do believe he fears no Man in the World but the Hang-Man; and dreads no Death but Choaking.at captain, n.
London Spy I 11: The former are your rare Sycamore Rogues [...] and the other are the Catterpillars that hang upon ’em.at caterpillar, n.1
London Spy I 9: He accounts them rare Cattle, if they Calve once in a Year.at cattle, n.
London Spy II 29: My Friend by this time [...] had call’d for a Bottle of Cock-Ale.at cock ale (n.) under cock, n.3
London Spy II 39: I am very glad [...] we are got out of the Clutches of this Inquisitive Coniwable.at coniwobble, n.
London Spy IV 82: In Obedience to the Will of a Cucumber-Cormorant, a Taylor good lord!at cucumber, n.1
London Spy II 27: If the Lewdness of the Town has lately thrown a Cully in their way, they may chance to be able to make me Satisfaction.at cully, n.1
London Spy II 33: That Sober seeming Saint [...] is one of that Classis in the Black-School of Sodomy, who are call’d by Learned Students in the Science of Debauchery, Flogging-Cullies. This Unnatural Beast gives Money to these Strumpets which you see and they down with his Breeches and Scourge his Privities till they have laid his Leachery.at flogging cully, n.
London Spy II 43: I had rather run up to the Cross-trees of the main-topmast in a Storm, than six Rounds of these confounded Land Ladders, after the drinking of a Can of Phlip or a Bowl of Punch.at flip, n.1
London Spy II 26: My Friend [...] told me ’twas a Gold-finders Caravan, carrying Treasure to their Land-bank by the Salt-Peter Houses.at gold-finder (n.) under gold, n.
London Spy II 31: By that time we had sip’d off our Nipperkin of my Grannum’s Aqua Mirabilis.at grannam, n.2
London Spy I 15: My Friend and I pay’d for our Mahometan-Gruel, and away we came.at Mahometan gruel, n.
London Spy II 35: The Leader of the Hour-Grunters [...] soon came up, attended with his Twinkling Guard of Superannuated Sauce-Boxes.at hour-grunter, n.
London Spy I 8: He has [...] always Wit and Money enough to save his own Neck from the Halter.at halter, n.
London Spy IV 84: Every Body was glad to escape his Fury, by keeping at a distance; none came within [...] the Scent of his Breath, which you may be sure stunk as bad as a House-of-Office.at house of office (n.) under house, n.1
London Spy II 35: We thought the Devil was Riding [...] with a Pack of Deep-mouth’d Hell-Hounds, to catch a Brace of Tallymen for Breakfast.at tally-husband, n.
London Spy II 47: A Mountebank and his Jack-Pudding [...] could not give more Content to a Crowd of Country Spectators.at jack pudding (n.) under jack, n.1
London Spy I 8: He has good friends at Newgate, who gives him now and then a Squeeze when he is full of Juice.at juice, n.1
London Spy II 27: I further queried, what reason had he to believe them to be Leachery-Layers?at lechery-layer, n.
London Spy II 43: The two Lousie Subjects of the pickled God.at lousy, adj.
London Spy II 42: You Horse turdly spawn of a Fresh water Lubber.at lubber, n.
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