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The Scoffer Scoff ’d choose

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[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 243: If he such things can do, / When drunk as Drum [...] What would not this God of October / Perform, I prithee, when he’s sober.
at drunk as (a)..., adj.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 218: And even of Stocks and Stones enquire / Of Atys, her small Apple-squire.
at apple squire (n.) under apple, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 154: Nay, never hang an Arse for th’ Matter, / It is in vain to cog and flatter.
at hang an arse under arse, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 196: What, with some Goddess he’d have bin / Playing, belike, at In-and-In, / And would be at the Rutting-sport?
at play (at) in and in (v.) under play (at)..., v.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 183: With my Battoon I’le bang his Sconce.
at bang, v.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 193: Marry thy Bardach [...] Go hug thy Chit.
at bardash, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 206: Are he and’s Wife, if one may axe, / Making the Beast with the two Backs?
at make the beast with two backs (v.) under beast, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 267: And if the little wanton Tit / But saw thee once, I’m sure of it, / She would both home and husband quit, / To follow thee for dainty Bit.
at bit, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 177: Jove, thou now art going a Bitching.
at bitch, v.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 171: I a Secret will not blab.
at blab, v.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 206: I have been in my Days a Blade / At winning of a pretty Maid.
at blade, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 222: A little domineering Trull, / That made the big-bon’d Booby pull / CoarseHempen-Hurds.
at booby, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 160: So false a Brother of the Tankard.
at brother (of the)..., n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 182: I had a Spell / To bull my Cow invisible.
at bull, v.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 238: He beat (oh, never such a Drum!) / A Point of War upon her Bum.
at bum, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 170: You Pair of Jove’s Bumbailiffs.
at bum, n.2
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 231: So her Bumfiddle I had clapt, I’d be contented to be trapt.
at bumfiddle, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 22 3: Thou kiss the But-end of a Drab. [Ibid.] 277: That fingle wagging at thy Butt.
at butt, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 222: When thou cam’st hither (Captain Swasher).
at captain, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 180: It will be requisite, / If thou wilt turn a Carpet-Knight.
at carpet knight, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 241: Continence [...] Should be so constant and so great, / Which rare is in a Carrot-pate.
at carrot-pate (n.) under carrot, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 236: I hold a Groat, / That we shall hear you change thy Note. This Pride will have a Fall, no doubt.
at change one’s note (v.) under change, v.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 242: Thy over-lib’ral Clapper / Is pleas’d his Merit to bespatter.
at clapper, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 254: What! Is the fellow a mere Bumpkin, / A down-right Clod.
at clod, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 192: What’s Harm in kissing a fine Child / [...] / That I must have this Curtain-Lecture?
at curtain lecture (n.) under curtain, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 191: Not to bring thy Trollops hither, / As thou hast done this Dandiprat.
at dandiprat, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 264: She has a Dimple, / And such a one, as who would not / Put all his Flesh into the Pot?
at dimple, n.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 238: He beat (oh, never such a Drum!) / A Point of War upon her Bum.
at drum, n.1
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 283: Thou’rt a pretty Smock-fac’d Lad.
at smock-faced, adj.
[UK] C. Cotton Scoffer Scoff’d (1765) 184: Gan.: Sure thou are one of those same Folk as / I’ve heard him call a Hocus-Pocus. Jup.: No, my sweet Boy, thou tell’st a Flam, / Not Eagle I, nor Juggler am.
at flam, n.1
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