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Banquet of Wit 60: A forward young girl having been debauched, her father applied to counsel to know whether an action would not lie between his daughter and her gallant? ‘Go home, honest man, replied the barrister, I find there has been already too much action between them’. Banquet of Wit 51: [as 1733]. Banquet of Wit 59: [note] A bit in Barbadoes, is a piece of money valued at 7d. Banquet of Wit 59: ‘I’ll give you a bit for it’ [i.e. a piece of meat] ‘D—n your bit, madam, I want none of your bits, replied the butcher, I’vwe got a much better bit at home’. Banquet of Wit 101: Sentiments and Toasts [...] The blind fellow who enters into perilous engagements and is best pleased when he gets his head broke. Banquet of Wit 13: They are so gross in their remarks [...] ‘Young Ladies boarded by A Bull,’ &c. Banquet of Wit 31: Madam, says he, I have heard of tartars and brimstones, but, by G—, you are the cream of the one and the flower of the other. Banquet of Wit 58: Monf. de Vergy [...] hearing a woman call out ‘fresh butter,’ drew his sword, thinking she called him ‘French bugar’. Banquet of Wit 68: The late Earl of Shaftesbury kept an Irish footman, who perhasps, was as expert in making bulls as the most learned of his countrymen. Banquet of Wit 14: Let them all be turned bung up [...] I’ll take care to leave scarce a crevice open. Banquet of Wit 103: Sentiments and Toasts [...] The indian way of fighting; laying upon our bellies and firing through bushes. Banquet of Wit 47: A rich old bachelor [...] had ordered [...] a couple of fowls to be got ready for his dinner [...] leaving his pretty house-keeper to prepare the cacklers. Banquet of Wit 51: An Irishman, being preferred from a skip to marry my lady’s chambermaid, received fifty pound in consideration of a cracked pitcher [...] about three weeks after, the bride was delivered of a child. Banquet of Wit 14: Let them all be turned bung up [...] I’ll take care to leave scarce a crevice open. Banquet of Wit 23: as 1739. Banquet of Wit 102: Sentiments and Toasts [...] Adam’s dagger. Banquet of Wit 83: [He] called for the waiter ‘there, says he, there’s your damage — thirteen and two pence’. Banquet of Wit 52: The maid, as she took out the dishes, let a rousing fart. Banquet of Wit 107: Old Orpheus play’d so well he mov’d Old Nick, / While thou mov’st nothing but thy fiddlestick. Banquet of Wit 18: Captain G—y, an irish gentleman, remarkable for blunders, [...] claps his hand on her posteriors and cries, ‘Pon my sowl, madam, but you have a fine frontispiece!’. Banquet of Wit 20: [When] Beelzebub’s bum-bailiffs lay hold of you [...] you think I will pay your garnish: but I won’t. Banquet of Wit 26: ’Among the rest [of my conditions for marriage] says she, positively, I will lye in bed as long as I please in the morning.’ ‘With all my heart, madam,’ says he, ’provided I may get up when I please’. Banquet of Wit 103: Sentiments and Toasts [...] The female reaper, that never leaves a handful standing. Banquet of Wit 15: I’ll take care not to leave a hole open. Banquet of Wit 18: Down he lays and up mounts madam. When they had run their lengths, she demanded her goose. No, says Hodge, it is not your’s yet, by G—d, madam for you have kissed me. Banquet of Wit 32: A gentleman who had given a lady of the town a purse of guineas, was disgusted [etc.]. Banquet of Wit 102: Sentiments and Toasts [...] The mother of all saints. Banquet of Wit 30: He had bought her a fine pad, which soon after gave her a fall that broke her neck. Banquet of Wit 85: A modest gentlewoman being compelled by her mother to accuse her husband insufficiency [...] humbly desired the judge that she might write her mind and not be obliged to speak it [...] the clerk was immediately ordered to give her pen, ink and paper; whereupon she took the pen, without dipping it into the ink, and made as if she would write; says the clerk to her, ‘madam, there’s no ink in your pen;’ truly, says she ‘that’s just my case and therefore I need to not explain any farther’. Banquet of Wit 15: I conceived somebody had laid violent hands upon my daughter, and that she was the piece they meant.