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Letter Writers III vii: Blood and Furies, I shall become the Jest of the Town.at blood and ’ounds!, excl.
Letter Writers III vii: Blood and Furies, I shall become the Jest of the Town. Letter Writers II ii: fiddler: We are obliged to play some Country Dances. com.: You are a couple of wretched Scrapers [...] If you had your merit you would have your Fiddles broke about your Heads].at catgut-scraper (n.) under catgut, n.1
Letter Writers I iv: mrs wisd.: Child, why will you put on that odious Night-Gown [...] you don’t look pretty in it, Lovey, indeed you don’t. mr. wisd.: Pshaw! it doth not become a Wife to dislike her Husband in any Dress whatsoever.at child, n.
Letter Writers II ii: A Soph, he is Immortal, And never can decay; For how should he return to Dust Who daily wets his Clay.at moisten the clay (v.) under clay, n.
Letter Writers II ii: I fancy, Suky this is a Sharper, and no coming-down Cull.at come down, v.1
Letter Writers III ii: I dare not trust my self even in my own House without you, now you have provok’d the Gang.at gang, n.1
Letter Writers II xii: Hoity-toity! I hope you’ll allow that a Woman ought to avoid some Pleasure for the sake of her Husband.at hoity-toity!, excl.
Letter Writers III x: A Mittimus! for whom?at mittimus, n.
Letter Writers II xi: mr. wisd.: It were good for you to resolve on being an Evidence, and save your own Neck at the Expence of his. risq.: Well, Sir, if I must peach, I must, I think.at peach, v.
Letter Writers II ii: Damn him, he’ll make us pop our Unders for the Reckoning: We’ll not go with him.at pop, v.2
Letter Writers III i: Rat your Designs.at rat, v.1
Letter Writers III i: com.: Prithee, what are the Letters? rak.: I believe, Sir, you may guess what Business is between them and me. com.: Herakee, Tom – There is no Smut in them.at smut, n.
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