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Priest-Craft II 45: The Dissolution of Monasteries (that fed abby-lubbers and wanton Nuns).at abbey-lubber, n.
Priest-Craft II 45: The Dissolution of Monasteries (that fed abby-lubbers and wanton Nuns). ‘To Madame Poverty’ Priest-craft I 37: If the poor Wizard did not Money lack: Nor Ambodexter Lawyers take a fee on both sides.at ambidexter, n.
Priest-Craft II (1716) 110: This Black-guard is the only Life-guard of a High-flown Persecuting, Fierce, Proud, Covetous and revengeful Ceremony-monger.at blackguard, n.
Priest-Craft II 48: There is no better place for his nasty Guts [...] then in the Jaques, the Bog-house or House of Office.at boghouse, n.
Priest-Craft I 48: You most Learned Church-men and High Flyers, you are pickt out of the vulgar, like Jewels out of a Dunghil.at high-flyer, n.
Priest-Craft IV (1716) 227: If when I would persuade them if I should turn up my Eyes, ’till the black Pupil be lost under the Upper Eye-lid, and nothing but the pious Goggle, and innocent White appears.at goggles, n.
Priest-Craft II 44: Give us then, at least, what once belonged to the Clergy [...] says, greedy Guts!at greedy-gut, n.
Priest-Craft I 47: All Priest-craft [...] has been managed by the most refined Head pieces.at head-piece, n.
Priest-Craft I 13: Then, replied Hob-nails, how is it possible that there could be either Night or Day, when there was neither Sun, Moon, nor Stars.at hobnail, n.
Priest-Craft I 48: Calling upon the Jaylors, the Sumners, the Rascals, the Robin Hogs, and Bumbailiffs, to help you to smother a Book, and stop it in the Press.at robin hog, n.
Priest-Craft I 14: The Popes have been in several Ages the great Horse-Leaches, and Blood suckers, and have occasion’d the Murther of Millions of Men.at horse leech (n.) under horse, n.
Priest-Craft II 48: There is no better place for his nasty Guts [...] then in the Jaques, the Bog-house or House of Office.at house of office (n.) under house, n.1
Priest-Craft II (1716) 109: A Priest-ridden Magistrate to be the Jack-Ketch, and do the Priests drudgery.at Jack Ketch, n.
Priest-Craft II (1716) 111: Jannis Gaddis [...] flung a little folding Stool [...] at the Dean’s head saying, Out thou false Thief, dost thou say the Mass at my Lug?at lug, n.1
Priest-Craft II (1716) 111: God bless every Good man (and Great Man too) from the Violence of the Mob, when sometimes (like Dogs) they run mad.at mob, n.2
Priest-Craft I 23: But, good Mr. Trencher-Chaplain, good Mr. Say-grace, do not throw a Plate at my Head.at Mr, n.
Priest-Craft II 40: These High-flyers, one would think, should not be such groveling Muck-worms.at muck-worm, n.
Priest-Craft II 36: Huzzah! a Health to the old Noddies, that nod and cringe and bow to Nothing.at noddy, n.
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