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‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I can but shake trotters at fam’d Bilby’s ball, / And go off like a bowman that’s quiddish.at shake one’s trotters at Beilby’s ball (v.) under Beilby’s ball, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I can but shake trotters at fam’d Bilby’s ball, / And go off like a bowman that’s quiddish. ‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The brimstone she wheedled so bienly.at bienly, adv.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: Away she went laughing, I hik’d after Moll [...] And away we went to the ken boozie.at bousing-ken, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: Dear Molly, he cried, I will doss in your pad, / I’m a bowman that ne’er will deceive you; [...] And boldly will pad to relieve you.at bowman, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The brimstone she wheedled so bienly.at brimstone, n.
in Song 208 Muses Delight 292/3: A buck, when he’s drunk, is a match for the devil.at buck, n.1
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The buznapper’s kenchin my rummer did seize.at bus-napper’s kinchin (n.) under bus-napper, n.
‘The Beggar’ Muses Delight 133: [as cit. c.1661].at canter, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: We fil’d the rum codger and plumpt the queer cull, / And away we went to the ken boozie.at cull, n.1
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The buznapper’s kenchin my rummer did seize, / I soon right and left daddle tipt him.at daddle, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The darbies I dread not, death’s common to all, / That rumble in rattlers or pad the Mall.at darby, n.2
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I tipt her the velvet, her daylights she rolld, / She said I must love you, you’re quiddish and bold.at daylights, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I darken’d his daylights, and sew’d up his sees, / And up with my dew-beaters tript him.at darken someone’s daylights (v.) under daylights, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: As I derick’d along to doss on my kin / Young Molly the fro-file I touted.at derrick, v.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I darken’d his daylights, and sew’d up his sees, / And up with my dew-beaters tript him.at dew-beaters (n.) under dew, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: She said I must love you, you’re quiddish and bold, / You shall doss with me Jemmy till jamming.at doss, v.
‘The Beggar’ Muses Delight 133: [as cit. c. 1661].at filcher, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: We fil’d the rum codger and plumpt the queer cull, / And away we went to the ken boozie.at file, v.1
‘The Beggar’ Muses Delight 133: A craver my father, a maunder my mother, / A filer my sister, a filcher my brother.at filer, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: As I derick’d along to doss on my kin / Young Molly the fro-file I touted, / She’d nail’d a rum codger of tilter and nab, / But in filing his tatler was routed.at froe, n.1
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: I can but shake trotters at fam’d Bilby’s ball, / And go off like a bowman that’s quiddish.at go off, v.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: The harmans tap’d her, but d—me to hell, / I plumpt ’m, and sav’d ’er from limbo.at harman, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: Away she went laughing, I hik’d after Moll [...] And away we went to the ken boozie.at hike (off), v.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: She said I must love you, you’re quiddish and bold, / You shall doss with me Jemmy till jamming.at jam, v.1
in Song 127 Muses Delight 278/2: A whipping-post knight!at knight of the..., n.
‘The Beggar’ Muses Delight 133: [as cit. c.1661].at lifter, n.
‘The Beggar’ Muses Delight 133: [as cit. c. 1661].at maunder, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: While I mill’d his mazzard she snaffl’d his poll.at mill, v.1
Song 128 Muses Delight 278/2: Miss Forward is known by th’ air of her dress, / With painting and patches so neat.at Miss, n.
‘A Cant Song’ Muses Delight 177: As I derick’d along to doss on my kin / Young Molly the fro-file I touted, / She’d nail’d a rum codger of tilter and nab, / But in filing his tatler was routed.at nab, n.1
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