Green’s Dictionary of Slang
Nightly Sports of Venus 32: [advert] Now, Madam Merrytail, if you, or your Abigail can but find out where this charming Pamphlet was bought, it is a thousand to one but you hit upon the very place to meet with them.at abigail, n.1
‘Mistress Stitch in Clover’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 30: Hob in his breeches went to bed, And Mistress Stitch was in the middle, Her face turn’d close to Bodkin’s head, To leather breeches her Bum-fiddle.at bumfiddle, n.
Nightly Sports of Venus 5: Come, pretty Turtle, softest Dove.at turtle (dove), n.1
‘Mistress Stitch in Clover’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 32: She gives an intimation, To Galligaskins, and if he’s inclin’d, He will accept of Madam’s invitation, Just as it suits, before you or behind.at galligaskins, n.
‘Mistress Stitch in Clover’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 30: Hob in his breeches went to bed, And Mistress Stitch was in the middle, Her face turn’d close to Bodkin’s head, To leather breeches her Bum-fiddle.at hob, n.
‘Three Monks’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 24: With what indifference they begin, / And jog on in lawful deed [...] Heavens with what ardour they proceed!at jog, v.
‘Three Monks’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 26: ’Twas not enough, said Mistress Sly.at Miss, n.
‘Mistress Stitch in Clover’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 30: Robin was forc’d to make a third, And pig with Bodkin and his Dame.at pig, v.1
‘Three Monks’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 24: Had you a visit from your Spouses? [...] Mine wak’d me, and away he scour’d At once, and ran me out of breath [...] Press’d hugg’d and squeez’d, and crush’d to death.at scour, v.2
‘Mistress Stitch in Clover’ in Nightly Sports of Venus 29: Stich liv’d like any Lord.at stitch, n.1
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