![[WI]](/static/img/flags/wi.png "West Indies")
Revenge I vi: You hogshead of liquor [...] You soul of a brimmer [...] You tippler, you sot—.at brimmer, n.
Revenge I vi: You hogshead of liquor [...] You soul of a brimmer [...] You tippler, you sot—. Revenge I ii: What is love? an air-blown bubble, / Only silly fools receive it.at bubble, n.1
Revenge I vi: Whilst thus I am drinking, [...] The cannikin clinking.at canniken, n.2
Revenge II v: Here are the lovers all at clapper-clawing [...] Oho, immortals, why this catterwauling?at clapperclaw, v.
Revenge II iv: Go mind your toping, / Never come groping / Into my quarters, I desire, Sir: Here you come horning, / And adorning—.at grope, v.
Revenge I ii: He’s in the right on’t—hits it to a tittle.at hit it, v.
Revenge II ii: Would ev’ry husband follow your example, / And take upon himself his own adorning [...] No more would stand the ancient trade of horning.at horn, v.1
Revenge I ii: Let her do what she will, / The husband is still, / And but for his horns you would think him an ass.at horn, n.1
Revenge I ii: If my courage holds, egad, I’ll strap her: / Thro’ all Olympus shall the thunder roll, / And earth shall echo to the mustard bowl.at mustard pot, n.
Revenge I vi: Odsniggers, t’other draught, ’tis dev’lish heady.at ods nigs! (excl.) under ods, n.
Revenge II i: I’ll fly to her arms, / And rifle her charms, / In kisses and compliments lavish.at rifle, v.
Revenge I ii: If my courage holds, egad, I’ll strap her.at strapping, n.
Revenge I ii: All the Gods shall hear / How you spend your nights, Sir: / Drinking, swearing, / Roaring, tearing, / Wenching, roving ev’ry where.at tear, v.
Revenge I vi: Aha! —bring me a stick here — / I’ll give you a trimmer, / You bladder of air —.at trimmer, n.1
Revenge II i: Scrape ye fidlers, tinkle, tinkle, / Music makes my twinklers twinkle.at twinklers, n.
Revenge I i: I fly her embraces, / To wenches more fair.at wench, n.
Revenge II i: Ah! there it is! why I was woundy stupid!at woundy, adv.
Revenge 7/1: ‘That is Jigger-foot Market,’ [...] Rachael replied, pointing to a collection of huts.at jigger-foot market, n.
Revenge 53/2: You get your commoness from you’ brown mother [...] You sambo slut!at sambo, n.1
Revenge 224: I am capable of treading my way around the dark and slippery corridors that people like you inhabit without coming an arser.at arser (n.) under arse, n.
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