1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 244: Tear and ayjers! what ill luck I had not to be in work this year!at tare an’ ages!, excl.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 30: Describing a female beauty, an Irish peasant may perhaps say, that Peggy So-and-so is a pretty girl.at so-and-so, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 30: Heel and toe and cover the buckle are Irish [dance] steps.at heel-and-toe, v.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 298: We all went quietly to the labbig,* [...] Never the wink of sleep could they sleep that live-long night. (*Labbig — bed, from Leaba).at lib-beg, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 211: ‘A hair of the dog that bit him,’ is the common recommendation of the old toper to a young one on the morning after a debauch.at hair of the dog (that bit one), n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 36: It is absurd enough to hear a stout ‘bog-trotter’ offer to ‘step over the mountain and be back with your honour in less than no time’.at bogtrotter (n.) under bog, n.3
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 327: Manus O’Rourke, a great buckeen, a cock-fighting, drinking blackguard that was long ago.at buckeen, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 205: The brandy got into it and did his business for him.at do the business (v.) under business, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 29: The Irish [...] use the word dark as synonymous with blind; and a blind beggar will implore you ‘to look down with pity on a poor dark man’.at dark, adj.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 231: ‘I’m done for and lost for ever,’ roared Larry.at done for, adj.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 216: ’Tis a pity [...] if we let the piper run dry after such music.at dry, adj.1
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 26: Then there was the phililoo.at fillaloo, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 85: Some people used to wink and look knowing when Felix was gostering. [Ibid.] 89: ‘Gostering,’ which occurs in the text, may be explained as boasting talk.at goster, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 312: Judy and myself, and the poor little grawls, will be turned out to starve.at graal, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 288: My man, you ’re in a pretty hobble.at hobble, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 217: ‘By the holy frost, then!’ says Paddy.at holy frost! (excl.) under holy...!, excl.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 145: It was plain he was huffed.at huff, v.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 103: Were n’t them the fellows we gave such a licking.at licking, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 287: The night was mortal cold.at mortal, adv.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 242: I was up, you see, murdering late last night.at murdering, adj.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 284: Well, then may whiskey be my poison.at poison, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 216: More power to your elbow, Maurice, and a fair wind in the bellows.at more power to your elbow under power, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 205: It’s the right stuff [...] fifty times as good as brandy or rum.at right stuff, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 205: The poteen was the right sort. It was first rate, and had the real smack upon it.at right sort, n.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 30: Describing a female beauty, an Irish peasant may perhaps say, that Peggy So-and-so is a shocking pretty girl.at shockingly, adv.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 204: Jack [...] plied old Coo well with brandy, and encouraged him to sing, hoping to put him under the table.at put someone under the table (v.) under under the table, adj.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 30: Describing a female beauty, an Irish peasant may perhaps say, that Peggy So-and-so is a shocking pretty girl, or a terrible pretty girl.at terrible, adj.
1825 T.C. Croker Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland (1862) 205: I can have another twist at it.at twist, n.1