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Love in the Dark choose

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[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark I i: The Apes of chattering Frenchmen, that boast Of every Ladies favour they once saw.
at ape, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark II i : jac.: Oh, do you want your scurvy Wainscot chops? I, there they are, my pretty sweet Baboon. int.: You might use some moderation in your abuses.
at baboon, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark II i: Let’s make haste, his Bandogs live but at next door.
at bandog, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: Nay, prithee good Beef-eater, stay a little.
at beefeater, n.1
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: If you be his Wife, you shall soon be his Widow. I’ll have your French Cock roasted alive, with his Gizards and Sausages about him there.
at cock, n.3
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark Epilogue: They cry, Pox o’ these Covent Garden Men, Dam ’em, not one of them, but keeps out Ten. Were they once gone, we for those thundering Blades, Should have an Audience of substantial Trades.
at Covent Garden, adj.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark II i: You whorson Blackmore Dog you!
at dog, n.2
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark Ii i: I’m jealous of your Fairy.
at fairy, n.1
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: Poor impotent broken-belly’d Fumblers.
at fumbler, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark I i: Hell and Damnation!
at hell!, excl.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark V i: Away with the Mock-Cardinal, and his Man: clap the Master and Schollar close in Irons.
at irons, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: Boys follow him crying. A Mounsire. A Mounser. A Munchir. A Mister Mownseer.
at mounseer, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: Degenerate Strumpet, couldst thou fine none to make Thy Paramour, but this poor Mushroom?
at mushroom, n.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark III i: I cannot chuse but laugh at him. How his Wife pepper’d him!
at pepper, v.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark II i: Pox o’ this dull memory of mine.
at pox on —! (excl.) under pox, n.1
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark III i: She place you? ’twas a cunning honest trick of her. A man had been finely serv’d that had come with a dishonest intent, la.
at serve, v.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark III i: Hold a little, my Masters. A fools bolt is soon shot.
at shoot one’s bolt (v.) under shoot, v.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: ’Slife, I think ’tis my Husband himself!
at ’slife!, excl.
[UK] F. Fane Love in the Dark IV i: Why, Husband; pretty smug-fac’d Husband, did not I know thee?
at smug, adj.
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