1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 8: Up starts a whole Covy of Whores, with their Cully Part’ners, placing themselves to Dance.at covey, n.1
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 13: Tyr’d with the Day’s Fatigue, and my Brains over-burthen’d with the stupifying fumes of our Fiery Devils-Piss, I fell fast a Sleep.at devil’s piss (n.) under devil, n.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 7: We took Notice of a Goggle-Eyd Jew [...] whose Habitation is not far from the Synagogue.at goggle-eyed, adj.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 6: A brace of Ladies [...] put the black Pall o’er their Fizes.at fiz, n.1
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 8: All those numerous Intreaguers that resort there, tempting enough to break a Commandment with, or run the Risque of a Flap-Dragon.at flapdragon, n.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 13: The Brandy, or more properly Kill-devil, being raw, my Mistress complain’d it lay very cold upon her Stomach.at kill-devil (n.) under kill, v.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 7: Among the Dancing-Crew was several whose Tails were far lighter than their Heels.at light, adj.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 7: She hath been in Kent-street-Lock more times that double the number of her hands and feet.at lockup, n.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 3: Being something Indispos’d by a late Debauch [...] during of which I was as Squeamish as Newly Marrried Woman, and lap’d more Mutton-Broth, than a Coutry Dame in the Straw does Oatmeal-Caudle.at mutton, n.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 6: We quitted the Market [...] and hasted to the Infallible Shop [...] Noted now for Nice-Peck.at peck, n.1
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 7: [They] locks up the House, puts the Key under the Door, and there leaves poor Pill-Garlick Snoaring.at pilgarlic, n.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 4: Their Walls Adorn’d with Piss-tubs [...] And ’tis a strong Argument, that too many have more Respect for a Pissing-Corner.at pissing, adj.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 4: Their Walls Adorn’d with Piss-tubs [...] And ’tis a strong Argument, that too many have more Respect for a Pissing-Corner.at pisspot, n.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 5: At the same Stall was Old Split-Fig, an Adjacent Grocer.at split fig (n.) under split, v.
1700 N. Ward The Rambling Rakes 3: I was as Squeamish as Newly Marrried Woman, and lap’d more Mutton-Broth, than a Coutry Dame in the Straw does Oatmeal-Caudle.at in (the) straw under straw, n.
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 3: No sooner was this Fray ended, but C--- the Circuli Tap-Lash, fell a Railing at the Parvous Fishmonger .at tap-lash (n.) under tap, n.4
1700 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 12: My Mistress tip’d the Wink for some of her belov’d Liquor.at tip, v.3
1707 N. Ward Rambling Rakes 9: As soon as the Key was turn’d, the whole Family of the Rat-Castle, flock’d about us as thick as the Mob about an insnar’d Diver for Pence.at rats’ castle (n.) under rat, n.1