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An Evening’s Love choose

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[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love II i: They play’d most furiously at our Back-sides.
at backside, n.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love IV i: In fine, he is vehement, and bleeds on to fourscore or an hundred; and I, not willing to tempt Fortune, come away a moderate winner of two hundred Pistoles.
at bleed, v.1
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love IV i: This is the Folly of a bleeding Gamester, who will obstinately pursue a losing Hand.
at bleeding cully (n.) under bleed, v.1
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: I’ll bear it off with Huffing; And snatch the Money like a Bully-Ruffin.
at bully-ruffian (n.) under bully, n.1
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love II i: (Musick and Guittars tuning on the other side of the Stage) [...] I’ll be with their Cats-guts immediately.
at catgut, n.1
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love II i: Damn him, let’s fall on then.
at damn, v.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love II i: Death! I shall have all Madrid about me within these two Days.
at death!, excl.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: What the Devil did I mean to play with this Brunet of Africk?
at what the devil...?, phr.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love I i: I am revenged on you, for running down my poor old master.
at run down, v.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: beat.: False, or true, Madam? jac.: False as Hell.
at as hell (adv.) under hell, n.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love IV i: Hell and Furies!
at hell!, excl.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: I am mortally offended with you.
at mortal, adv.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: If we Men could but learn to value our selves, we should soon take down our Mistresses from all their Altitudes, and make ’em dance after our Pipes, longer perhaps, than we had a mind to’t.
at pipe, n.1
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: Maskall, pump the Woman; and see if you can discover anything to save my Credit.
at pump, v.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act V: Pray, Sir, let me go snip with you in this Lye.
at go snip (v.) under snip, v.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love I i: The Whisking of a Silk-Gown, and the Rash of a Tabby-Petticoat, are as comfortable Sounds to these rich Citizens, as the Chink of their Pieces of Eight.
at tabby, n.
[UK] Dryden An Evening’s Love Act III: Play on tick, and lose the Indies, I’ll discharge it all to-morrow.
at on tick under tick, n.3
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