c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: As soon as he got in the door, / Bang she would send him on the floor.at bang, adv.
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Under his ribs her fist she’d poke, / And jam away like fun and smoke.at like fun, adv.
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Under his ribs her fist she’d poke, / And jam away like fun and smoke.at jam, v.2
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Jawing away all night she keeps [...] She will at him jaw and roar and ball.at jaw, v.1
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Pray where have you been all the day. / With sweet Miss Prettyman I suppose.at Miss, n.
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures 10–15 6: When Cuddle he came home at night, / To face his sweet tormenting wife, / Tongue pie at him she’d sweetly pour, / At the rate of sixty miles or more.at tongue pie, n.
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Pray where have you been all the day. / With sweet Miss Prettyman I suppose.at pretty, n.
c.1850 Mrs. Cuddle’s Bed-Room Lectures (10–15) 6: Under his ribs her fist she’d poke, / And jam away like fun and smoke.at like smoke (adv.) under smoke, n.