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Edward I Dyce (1861) 382: Thou has cugelled two as good lessons into my jacket as every churchman did at so short warning: the one is, not to be busy with another man’s cattle.at cattle, n.
Edward I Dyce (1861) 382: Thou has cugelled two as good lessons into my jacket as every churchman did at so short warning: the one is, not to be busy with another man’s cattle. Edward I in Dyce (1861) 395: On my word, I’ll take you down a button-hole.at take someone down (a buttonhole) (v.) under take down, v.
Edward I in Dyce (1861) 383: Knowest thou this goose-cap?at goose-cap (n.) under goose, n.4
Edward I in Dyce (1861) 382: Ye dogs, ouns! do me a shrewd turn, and mock me too?at oons!, excl.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 503: Such shifting knaves as I am, the ambodexter must play.at ambidexter, n.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 516: What, will you not flout an old man, you courtnold Jack? [...] You courtnoll crackropes, would be hang’d!at court noll (n.) under court, n.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 516: What, will you not flout an old man, you courtnold Jack? [...] You courtnoll crackropes, would be hang’d!at crack-rope (n.) under crack, v.2
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 531: Ah, no, my heart is done!at done, adj.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes (1861) 502: Nay, Gog’s blood, I’ll be gone. [Ibid.] 528: Gog’s ounds, what am I, a dog or a man?at gog, n.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 505: Ah, cruel hap of Fortune’s spite, which sign’d this luck to me!.at hap, n.1
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 516: Thous go to church in this coat bevore Madge a Sunday in her grey gown.at madge, n.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 516: There’s neighbour Nichol’s daughter, a jolly smug whore with vat cheeks.at smug, adj.
Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes in Dyce (1861) 504: Here’s my hand: charm, enchant, make a spider-catcher of me, if I be false to you ever.at spider-catcher (n.) under spider, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 30: Mistress, quoth George; That if it were not for printing and painting, my arse and your face would grow out of reparations.at arse, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 17: Hee fell in company with a Cockatrice; which pleased his eye so well, that George fell aboarding of her, and proffered her the wine, which my Croshabell willingly accepted.at board, v.1
Merrie Conceited Jests 24: He [...] takes this Bulfinch by the wrist, and carried him into the privy.at bullfinch, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 17: Hee fell in company with a Cockatrice; which pleased his eye so well, that George fell aboarding of her, and proffered her the wine, which my Croshabell willingly accepted.at croshabell, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 8: Yonder hard-favoured knave [...] hath dogged me to arrest me.at dog, v.1
Merrie Conceited Jests 13: You Dunghill, quoth George, doe you out-face me?at dunghill, n.1
Merrie Conceited Jests 30: As she put out her arm to take the capon, George sitting by her, yerks me out a huge fart.at fart, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 17: My she-hobby was very dainty.at hobby horse, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 18: But Master Peele had another drift in his mazzard; for he did ply her with wine.at mazard, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 2: They abuse the fare they carrie with foule speeches, as A pox or the Deuill go with you.at pox!, excl.
Merrie Conceited Jests 17: How George Gulled a Punk, otherwise called a croshabell.at punk, n.1
Merrie Conceited Jests 17: Nothing she would grant unto except ready coin, which was forty shillings, not a farthing less.at ready, n.
Merrie Conceited Jests 4: We will goe drinke two pots with my Smug Smithes wife at Old Brainford.at smug, n.1
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