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Gossips Braule 6: You have forgot since you were knock’d by two Roagues under Mount-Mill and after came home as drunk as a Bitch.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
Gossips Braule 6: You have forgot since you were knock’d by two Roagues under Mount-Mill and after came home as drunk as a Bitch. Gossips Braule 7: To Hybury-Barn you drum-ars’d Jade, go to your Fidler there.at drum-arsed, adj.
Gossips Braule 6: Out ye Bastard-bearing Whore; who lay inn in the Cage you Whore? who lay inn in the Cage.at cage, n.
Gossips Braule 6: Did not I bring you clouts ye Whore, lend ye money to pay for the washing of your lowsy Smock, and bring you a Posset with a pox to ye, and Bread for your Whores hide.at clout, n.1
Gossips Braule 6: I was never down-diddl’d by a Barbers Boy.at diddle, v.1
Gossips Braule 7: No, thou Ditch of damnation, thous shalt have a Rope and Butter, before thou shalt borrow a Pin of me.at ditch, n.
Gossips Braule 5: doll: Doe ye hear, Mistris Bung-breech, Who do you call Whore, pray? bess: Not you goody draggle-tayl with the doggs-Skin muff at your breech.at draggle-tail, n.
Gossips Braule 6: Yes, yes, Mistris Flownder-mouth, you shall have thanks with a Pox to ye, ye old Lecherous Jade you.at flounder mouth, n.
Gossips Braule 6: Go go, to Tower-Hill, and get your Gun scour’d ye Jade; I never was the Hang-mans Whore yet, nor had the Brewer come home with me to tip my Gigg five times in a day.at gig, n.2
Gossips Braule 6: Go go, to Tower-Hill, and get your Gun scour’d ye Jade; I never was the Hang-mans Whore yet, nor had the Brewer come home with me to tip my Gigg five times in a day.at gun, n.1
Gossips Braule 6: Did not I bring you clouts ye Whore, lend ye money to pay for the washing of your lowsy Smock, and bring you a Posset with a pox to ye, and Bread for your Whores hide.at hide, n.
Gossips Braule 5: doll: Doe ye hear, Mistris Bung-breech, Who do you call Whore, pray? bess: Not you goody draggle-tayl with the doggs-Skin muff at your breech.at muff, n.1
Gossips Braule 5: Ile broach your Noddle for ye, but Ile wake ye; Are ye so rampant with a Pox t’yee?at noddle, n.
Gossips Braule 8: You Lant-liquor Rogue, come Neighbors wee’l pay him, let’s piss out his Eyes.at piss on, v.
Gossips Braule 7: Thou fetch a Warrant for mee Piss-pot; do, do, Ide have thee begin once.at pisspot, n.
Gossips Braule 6: I never tyred going to Hackney for Turn-ups yet; mark ye that Puss.at puss, n.1
Gossips Braule 7: I faith Puttock, ile blaze your coat ile warrant you.at puttock, n.
Gossips Braule 5: Hee’s a right Gentleman borne Ile warrant him.at right, adv.
Gossips Braule 6: Go go, to Tower-Hill, and get your Gun scour’d ye Jade; I never was the Hang-mans Whore yet.at scour, v.2
Gossips Braule 8: Give me my shott, give me my Money.at shot, n.1
Gossips Braule 6: I never tyred going to Hackney for Turn-ups yet; mark ye that Puss.at turn up, v.1
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