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Spy on Mother Midnight III 12: [T]hat was indeed the case of father and grandfather, they could not dabble with a milk-maid, or speak kindly to my lady's woman, but straight the apron-strings were out of order, and a squalling bratt proclaimed their amours nine months after. Spy on Mother Midnight II 5: [D]isconsolate Widows may be supported by a Stick of true English Oak and not oblig’d to spend their Substance on foreign [i.e. ‘Greeks, Jews and Infidels’] Baubles of an enormous Size but bad Metal. Spy on Mother Midnight III 24: I cancell’d my temporary vow of celibacy, and without any regard to Miss Fanny’s hearing me or not, beat up the barrmaid’s [sic] quarters, and for that time, reap'd in my own imagination, as much pleasure, as if I had enjoy'd a dutchess. Spy on Mother Midnight I 13: They begin not to be sham’d of an Intrigue, and to be as great Blabs as any Lay-Rake of them all. Spy on Mother Midnight II 45: Playing twenty wanton Tricks with her delicate Limbs, while I was employ’d rubbing a spot not above an Inch removed from the Center of Delight itself . Spy on Mother Midnight I 25: I am afraid, you meafure other People's Corn by your own Bushel, which, you know, may not be fair; for, if your Vessel be staved; or there is a Hole in the Bottom, there is no Wonder if you think my Staff too short. Spy on Mother Midnight II 33: If I can believe my Grandfather, who liv’d in those demure-looking Times, there was as much Business transacted in the Dark then as now. Spy on Mother Midnight I 16: The good Woman was safely deliver’d of a lusty chopping Boy. Spy on Mother Midnight I 23: If you were all as much in Want of it as I am, your Clacks would not run so fast. Spy on Mother Midnight I 25: [T]here are Ways and Means to come at the Nature of the Commodity with tolerable Certainty; and [...] it's pretty much the Fashion [...] to have a Specimen before-hand, and purchase upon liking. Spy on Mother Midnight I 24: Let’s all take a Sup of the Creature. [...] A Dram of right Nantz is an excellent Cordial. Spy on Mother Midnight II 32: Our Grandmothers would not show as much of their Bosoms as you do for the World; they huddled up their Diddies in huge Ruffs and Tippets, and show’d nothing of their Faces but the Chin. Spy on Mother Midnight II 39: Sir Domine praying very devotedly for Success to the Undertaking. Spy on Mother Midnight II 49: ‘Damn the B—h, rejoins he, she’s drunk! lie still, or I’ll dust your Jacket for you’ . Spy on Mother Midnight I 22: The Devil! Pho, the Devil. never troubles his Head about them [i.e. girls and sex]; no, it’s the Men that teaches them. Spy on Mother Midnight III 24: It was in vain to dissemble any longer, the gentleman/ below slairs slood stoutly for his prerogative, and inform'd Sally, with what species of the Cholick her bed-fellow was afficted. Spy on Mother Midnight II 239: Her Chest is full, adorned with two Alabaster Globes [...] that heave and pant with such bewitching Grace. Spy on Mother Midnight II 4: I believe the Grecian Youths frequenting our Inns of Court, and the Coffee-Houses about Temple-Bar, may [...] raise a Party against Mother Midnight’s Verdict [on ideal penis size], which seems directly aim’d at the Deftruction of that tyrannical Dominion they have ufurp’d [...] meerly upon the Bulk, not the Strength, of their Parts. Spy on Mother Midnight I 24: [I]f he is to pass a green Brook or so, the Length of your Staff may do, and then but indifferently. Spy on Mother Midnight II 45: ‘Hang it!’ says she, give over, for G—d’s Sake’ . Spy on Mother Midnight III 24: It was in vain to dissemble any longer, the gentleman/ below slairs slood stoutly for his prerogative, and inform'd Sally, with what species of the Cholick her bed-fellow was afficted. Spy on Mother Midnight I 28: I know most Ladies, who all now wear Sticks, are fond of a three-corner’d Irish Cane; but, take my Word on't, the knowing Ones are better pleas'd with a Yorkshire Hunter of a middle Size, which I take to be seven, or at most, eight Inches. Spy on Mother Midnight I 28: The Knowing Ones are better pleas’d with a Yorkshire Hunter of a middle size, which I take to be seven, or, at most, eight inches. Spy on Mother Midnight II 34: I could not disentangle myself, and all my Petticoats hung down, and and left my Lover a full View of the Land of Promise. Spy on Mother Midnight I 28: Keep it in a due Position, and give it it’s proper Motion; and, I think, in that lyes the Beauty of the Thing, and the Pleasure of the Use of it; for what signifies a great lubberly Machine, which moves slowly. Spy on Mother Midnight II 14: It was in vain to complain to the Father, he was under Petticoat-Government, and durst not find Fault with any thing done by his Sovereign Lady. Spy on Mother Midnight II 14: Sir Andrew [...] as next Heir to the Squire, did not care if Miss died of the Pip, or any other Disease, natural or unnatural. Spy on Mother Midnight II 49: Thomas knew the Voice of his Rib thro’ the Partition. Spy on Mother Midnight II 36: I'm sure he has been heartily roasted about it [i.e. sexual squeamishness], and [...] those we went to fee, who [...] broke many fatiricai Jokes on the Amazement I described him to be in at so extraordinary an Adventure. Spy on Mother Midnight II 39: [The preacher] told the Farmer that he ought not to find Fault with his Wife [...] since the Impediment, if natural, might be on his Side. Roger nettled at thiis Suggestion.