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The Merry Devil of Edmonton choose

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[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton IV i: Mine host, my bully, my precious consul.
at bully, n.1
[UK] Middleton Merry Devil of Edmonton V ii: Body of Saint George, this is mine overthwart neighbour hath done this to seduce my blind customers. I’ll tickle his catastrophe for this; if I do not indict him at next assizes for burglary, let me die of the yellows.
at catastrophe, n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton V ii: Knights if I had knowne you would haue let this couy of Partridges sit thus long vpon their knees vnder my signe post, I would have spred my dore with old Couerlids.
at covey, n.1
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton V i: ’Sfoot, if I do find knavery vnder’s cowl, I’ll tickle him, I’ll ferk him.
at ferk, v.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton II i: I see by thy eyes thou hast been reading a little Geneva print.
at Geneva (print), n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton IV i: You are a couple of hot-shots; does a man commit his wench to you, to put her to grass at this time of night?
at put out to grass (v.) under grass, n.1
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton IV i: You are a couple of hot-shots; does a man commit his wench to you, to put her to grasse at this time of night?
at hot-shot, n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton II i: Away, I have knights and colonels at my house, and must tend the Hungarians.
at hungarian, n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton IV i: Come yee Hungarian pilchers [...] you shall all three serue the good Duke of Norfolke.
at hungarian, adj.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton D4: Come yee Hungarian pilchers.
at pilcher, n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton C: Z’blood, Ile tickle your keeper.
at ’sblood!, excl.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton C: Banks, your ale is as a Philistine fox, z’hart theres fire i’th’ taile.
at ’sheart!, excl.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton I i: There’s not a Tartarian Nor a Carrier, shall breathe vpon your geldings.
at tartarian, n.
[UK] Merry Devil of Edmonton II i: Thou touchest liquor, thou art foundered straight, What! are your brains always water-mills? must they ever run round?.
at have wheels (in one’s head) (v.) under wheels, n.
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