1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 14: I felt some liddle twitches; And what de think? ’twas sumb’dys han, A grabben at my britches! [...] I was plaguy crass, I sed I’d split he’s canister.at canister, n.1
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 27: ‘Ya’ve twenty more to pay!’ ‘Fer what?’ I ax’d, dey sed ‘fer cost,’ [...] So I dubb’d down de stuff ya see, An den dey let me goo.at dob (in), v.
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 9: Ol’ Pinchgut den must find us work, Fer Overseer is he.at pinch-gut, n.
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 31: Wud shiv’ring lims, an hungry gut, Right forrud den I set.at gut, n.
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 28: Wen money’s gone, ya may Goo taak a rup and hang yurself.at go hang...! (excl.) under hang, v.1
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 18: Wid beef, an beer, an gin, an stuff, Dey kipt me loike a king.at and stuff under stuff, n.
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 27: ‘Ya’ve twenty more to pay!’ ‘Fer what?’ I ax’d, dey sed ‘fer cost,’ [...] So I dubb’d down de stuff ya see, An den dey let me goo.at stuff, n.
1844 Tom Cladpole’s Jurney to Lunnun 29: Dat rais’d ma wool, an turnen roun, I thought to fix de hag.at wool, n.1