1873 Siliad 206: Do I, for this, his brows with wreaths adorn, / And lubricate his spoke-box every morn.at spoke-box, n.
1873 Siliad 119: Let our supper be a thing of joy! [...] Let no petroleum ‘cham’ our taste offend, / No logwood port to our disorder tend.at cham, n.2
1873 Siliad 181: For Devils, out and out, thou art not fit, / For Devil-dodgers, just the real grit.at devil-dodger (n.) under devil, n.
1873 Siliad 189: Ah! a strange fact it is that M.P.-dom, / Emasculates the sense of freedom.at -dom, sfx
1873 Siliad 24: Both factions praised my prowess, funked my might; / And with soft sawder strove my aid to gain.at funk, v.2
1873 Siliad 181: For Devils, out and out, thou art not fit, / For Devil-dodgers, just the real grit.at real grit (n.) under grit, n.1
1873 Siliad 78: There was uproar in the Tory camp, / Jenkines, there, was roundly called a scamp, / And Squiros learnt a speech in which ’twas said / His rival was a traitor and a ‘Red,’ / And bills upon the wall in type of blue / Called him an atheist of the darkest hue.at red, n.
1873 Siliad 24: Both factions praised my prowess, funked my might; / And with soft sawder strove my aid to gain.at soft sawder, n.