1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 10: There’s th’ Amorous airy spark, Antonio; / The wittiest Woman’s toy in Portugal.at airy, adj.1
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 82: I am disgrac’d for ever: O thou art a venomous Cockatrice.at cockatrice, n.
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 8: His reverence bought of me the flower of all the Market; these – these are but Dog’s Meat to ’em.at dog’s meat, n.
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 39: He smells of his Country garlike! fugh, how he stinks of Spain.at faugh!, excl.
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 65: You, like a fresh-water Soldier, stood guarding the Pass before: if you miss’d the Enemy, you may thank your own dulness.at freshwater soldier (n.) under freshwater, adj.
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 82: I long to be handselling his hide, before we bring him to my Master.at hide, n.
1690 Dryden Don Sebastian 79: I have a trick left to put thee past thy squeeking: I have giv’n thee the quinzey; that ungracious Tongue shall Preach no more false Doctrin. [Ibid.] 96: If he be obstinate, put a civil Question to him upon the Rack, and he squeaks I warrant him.at squeak, v.