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Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe B: Sfoote Ruffe careth not a pinne for her.at not care a pin, v.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe B: Sfoote Ruffe careth not a pinne for her. Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe B3: Claw me, and I’ll claw thee, the proverb goes.at claw me and I’ll claw you under claw, v.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe A: No, Hodge Peake, its more than you can doe.at hodge, n.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe A1: : Well, Band, looke to thyselfe, for if I meet thee, I will lace thee roundly. band: Lace me? thou wouldest be laced thy selfe.at lace, v.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe A2: A couple of white-liuered fellowes, your Laundresse will make you both as white as a clout.at white-livered, adj.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe A: A scurvie shag-ragge Gentleman [...] a Punie, a Freshman, come vp hither to learne fashions.at shagrag, n.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe B2: cuffe: He is a most filthy Snivelling fellow, [i.e. a lawyer] and he will wipe your Nose of all, if you put the case to him. [...] ruffe: He is a shifting knave, and one to whom Band, a little before had beene much beholding.at shifting, adj.
Merrie Dialogue Between Band, Cuffe, and Ruffe B1: Alas poore shrimpe, thou art nothing in my hands.at shrimp, n.
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