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Friar and Boy Pt I 24: Young Jack he did not care a fart, For any of the crew.at not care a fart, v.
Friar and Boy Pt I 24: Young Jack he did not care a fart, For any of the crew. Friar and Boy Pt I 2: A cup of nut-brown nappy ale.at nappy (ale), n.
Friar and Boy Pt I 9: I wish her bum might then let go, And crack like roaring thunder [...] And then a cracker she let fly, That almost shook the ground.at bum, n.1
Friar and Boy Pt I 24: He chanc’d to find, The old man upon a day, Who was to him so kind. To whom he told what sport had past, Which vex’d the Friar sore: He gave Jack other charms at last, Which plagu’d him ten times more.at charms, n.
Friar and Boy Pt I 9: I wish her bum might then let go, And crack like roaring thunder [...] And then a cracker she let fly, That almost shook the ground.at crack, v.1
Friar and Boy Pt II 12: Jack at this aloud did laugh, And touted him with scorn; Also he on his head did graft A lusty pair of horns [...] And they began to skip and dance, Like cuckolds all a-row.at graft, v.1
Friar and Boy Pt II 12: Jack at this aloud did laugh, And touted him with scorn; Also he on his head did graft A lusty pair of horns [...] And they began to skip and dance, Like cuckolds all a-row.at horn, n.1
Friar and Boy Pt I 15: A woeful pickle he was in, With dancing thro’ and thro’, His cloaths he tore, and then his Skin, His privy members too.at member, n.1
Friar and Boy Pt II 20: Her shift did hang about her heels, Like any shitten clout.at shitten, adj.
Friar and Boy Pt I 12: I am confident you’ll break Your twattling strings with farting.at twattling-strings, n.
Friar and Boy 34: Her husband [...] cry’d, ads-foot wife, hast thou got / A clapper at thy nose?at ads, n.
Friar and Boy 11: With that cracker she let fly, / Which seemed to shake the ground. [...] The little boy replied, / My mother has a good report, / You hear from her b--ks--e.at backside, n.
Friar and Boy 21: Their maidenheads were crack’d before / By youthful venial sins.at crack, v.2
Friar and Boy 9: A crack like roaring thunder. [Ibid.] 11: With that cracker she let fly, / Which seemed to shake the ground. [...] The little boy replied, / My mother has a good report, / You hear from her b--ks--e.at crack, n.1
Friar and Boy 27: The lad his name was Jack [...] He prov’d so arch a crack, / That scarce was such another.at crack, n.1
Friar and Boy 35: Likewise the friar who / Had tore his very double tripes, / His trolly-loollies too.at double tripe, n.1
Friar and Boy 11: Then straight her b-m did roar, / At which the very table shook, / This sham’d her more and more. / The boy replied, dear mother take / A cup before we part, / For I am confident you’ll break / Your twatlings with a f--t.at fart, n.
Friar and Boy 35: Quoth Jack, methinks you are too hot.at hot, adj.
Friar and Boy 11: With that cracker she let fly, / Which seemed to shake the ground. [...] The little boy replied, / My mother has a good report, / You hear from her b--ks--e.at let fly (v.) under let, v.
Friar and Boy 35: Likewise the friar who / Had tore his very double tripes, / His trolly-lollies too.at trolly lolly, n.
Friar and Boy 29: I may fix a ringing bell / In every woman’s snout / Who does the wagtail wanton play / With friars in the dark.at play, v.
Friar and Boy 11: Then straight her b-m did roar, / At which the very table shook, / This sham’d her more and more. / The boy replied, dear mother take / A cup before we part, / For I am confident you’ll break / Your twatlings with a f--t.at twattling-strings, n.
Friar and Boy 20: But straight her b-m did trump / And set all in a laughter.at trump, v.
Friar and Boy 29: I may fix a ringing bell / In every woman’s spout [snout?] / Who does the wagtail wanton play / With friars in the dark.at wagtail, n.
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