A Dictionary of Slang, Jargon & Cant: Embracing English, American, and Anglo-Indian Slang, Pidgin English, Tinkers' Jargon and Other Irregular Phraseology, Volume 1

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Albert Barrère, Charles Godfrey Leland
Ballantyne Press, 1889 - Cant

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Page 500 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Page 182 - Ah! I haven't got no supper ! and I haven't got no ma ! " My father he is on the seas — my mother's dead and gone ! And I am here, on this here pier, to roam the world alone ; I have not had, this live-long day, one drop to cheer my heart, Nor brown to buy a bit of bread with — let alone a tart.
Page 120 - A good honest fellow did so last sessions, and was admitted to the condemned men on the morning wherein they died. The surgeon communicated his business, and fell into discourse with a little fellow, who refused twelve shillings, and insisted upon fifteen for his body. The fellow, who killed the officer of Newgate, very forwardly, and like a man who was willing to deal, told him, Look you, Mr.
Page 473 - I'll call thee Hamlet, King, Father, Royal Dane: Oh! answer me, Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements?
Page 99 - Good morrow to each maid That will with flowers the tomb bestrew Wherein my love is laid. Ah, woe is me, woe, woe is me, Alack, and well-a-day! For pity, sir, find out that bee Which bore my love away. I'll seek him in your bonnet brave; I'll seek him in your eyes; Nay, now I think they've made his grave I' th
Page 131 - ... and then disappear and leave me to grope my way through its mazes, and work out my deliverance as best I might; and so, with an eye to such a contingency, I picked up a stone, and "blazed" my course by breaking off a projecting corner, occasionally, from lava walls and festoons of sulphur.
Page 37 - He thrusts about and justles into fame. Frontless and satire-proof, he scours the streets, And runs an Indian muck at all he meets.
Page 213 - ... enmity seems to be the ordinary black headpiece worn by respectable persons, which is ruthlessly knocked over the eyes of the wearer as he passes or enters the theatre. The first time I attended this house, I gave my English servant, a stout and somewhat irascible personage, a ticket for the pit. Unaware of the propensities of the Cabbagites, he was by them furiously assailed — for no better reason apparently than because, like
Page 62 - To enter or come out of a house by the back door ; or to go a circuitous or private way through the streets, in order to avoid any particular place in the direct road, is termed backslanging it...
Page 34 - In a word, the almighty dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine devotees in these peculiar villages...

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