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The Woman Turn’d Bully choose

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[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III iii: Run, fetch my new Beaver.
at beaver, n.1
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III ii: If you had lost so many Suters as I have [...] and so often Bob’d as I have been, you’d hate a put-off.
at bob, v.1
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully IV ii: Methinks, before ye lookt like a Brother of the Blade, or a kinde of little Huff.
at brother (of the) blade (n.) under brother (of the)..., n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully V ii: Some well-meaning Punck, on my life, following her Calling. It is easier to see a Court-Lady in her natural Complexion, than Fleet-street and the Temple without this kinde of Cattle.
at cattle, n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III iii: How, Mr. Trupenny, not a drop worth drinking? Did you ever taste our Cock-ale?
at cock ale (n.) under cock, n.3
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully II i: Farewell, Cods-head.
at cod’s head, n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully IV iii: Cuds bud, it’s the finest Song you e’re heard in your life. [Ibid.] V iii: Married! Cuds lid married?
at cuds, n.
[UK] The Woman Turn’d Bully I ii: If you have to do with a Coachman or a Mechanick, you must be at it with Damn me ye Son of a Tinker.
at damn, v.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III iii: O ho, are ye there? He’s at it again to drill me off, but all this won’t do.
at drill, v.2
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully IV i: Edad, I’ll go and put on a clean pair of Sleeves.
at edad!, excl.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully II ii: lov.: The Lawyer’s drunk. good.: No, not so; only a little fuddled.
at fuddled, adj.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully I ii: tru.: I will take in my Mortgage within two days. [...] dock.: Oh, farewell Huff, if y’are so impatient. Go, spend your grease, vain Fop.
at grease, n.1
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully V i: I left him just now drinking a Glass at the Cock-ale-house.
at house, n.1
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully IV iii: Yfeck ’tis fine riding.
at i’fecks!, excl.
[UK] Woman turn’d Bully III ii: Kuds niggers, Madam, you say true.
at kuds, n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully V i: Call a Coach, ye Rogue – for I can drink no more, ye Rogue – but will go home like a Prince, ye Son of a Nine-eyes.
at nine-eyed (adj.) under nine, adj.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III i: To shift a Maid, is to make her a woman.
at shift, v.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully I ii: ’Slid, if I stay with her but three minutes longer, she’ll finde where I’m defective.
at ’slid!, excl.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III i: He a fighter? who a Devil can fancie that Smock-face to look like a Hector.
at smockface, n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully IV i: This Dashwell is the easiest Gudgion! he gulps a Lye as readily as Juglers swallow Knives.
at swallow, v.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III i: It’s a shame for a man to engage with such a little young Thing.
at thing, n.
[UK] Woman Turn’d Bully III i: Uds bud, Sir, d’you come here only to ask Questions?
at ud, n.
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