Vulgar words in The Beggar's Opera (Page 1)
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An old Woman clothed in Gray, &c. Through all the Employments of Life Each Neighbour abuses his Brother; Whore and Rogue they call Husband and Wife: All Professions be-rogue one another: The Priest calls the Lawyer a Cheat, The Lawyer be-knaves the Divine: And the Statesman, because he's so great, Thinks his Trade as honest as mine.
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Gamesters and Highwaymen are generally very good to their Whores, but they are very Devils to their Wives.
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But if I find out that you have play'd the Fool and are married, you Jade you, I'll cut your Throat, Hussy.
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Our Polly is a sad Slut!
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Our Polly is a sad Slut!
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you Hussy!
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I knew she was always a proud Slut; and now the Wench hath play'd the Fool and Married, because forsooth she would do like the Gentry.
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Can you support the Expence of a Husband, Hussy, in Gaming, Drinking and Whoring?
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Tell me, Hussy, are you ruin'd or no?
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Yes, that you might, you pouting Slut!
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Ah, Hussy, now this is the only Comfort your Mother has left!
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Not with a Highwayman.--You sorry Slut!
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Well, Polly; as far as one Woman can forgive another, I forgive thee.--Your Father is too fond of you, Hussy.
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A Fox may steal your Hens, Sir, A Whore your Health and Pence, Sir, Your Daughter rob your Chest, Sir, Your Wife may steal your Rest, Sir.
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But your Duty to your Parents, Hussy, obliges you to hang him.
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One Word more, Hussy, and I shall knock your Brains out, if you have any.
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Away, Hussy.
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As a Bawd to a Whore, I grant you, he is to us of great Convenience.
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kiss me, you Slut; are you as amorous as ever, Hussy?
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Come hither, Hussy.
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thou art a dear Slut.
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Wanton Hussies!
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Beasts, Jades, Jilts, Harpies, Furies, Whores!
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Whence come you, Hussy?
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Act like a Woman of Spirit, Hussy, and thank your Father for what he is doing.
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Ah Hussy!
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Hussy!--Come you home, you Slut; and when your Fellow is hang'd, hang yourself, to make your Family some Amends.
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If ever they commit the Folly, they are sure to commit another by exposing themselves--Away Not a Word more--You are my Prisoner, now, Hussy.
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Come, Hussy, don't cheat your Father; and I shall not be angry with you--Perhaps, you have made a better Bargain with him than I could have done--How much, my good Girl?
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And so you have let him escape, Hussy--Have you?
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Thou wilt always be a vulgar Slut, Lucy.--If you would not be look'd upon as a Fool, you should never do any thing but upon the foot of Interest.
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Bring us then more Liquor--To-day shall be for Pleasure--To- morrow for Business--Ah, Brother, those Daughters of ours are two slippery Hussies--Keep a watchful Eye upon Polly, and Macheath in a Day or two shall be our own again.
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The Gentlemen always pay according to their Dress, from half a Crown to two Guineas; and yet those Hussies make nothing of bilking of me.--Then too, allowing for Accidents.--I have eleven fine Customers now down under the Surgeon's Hands--what with Fees and other Expenses, there are great Goings-out, and no Comings in, and not a Farthing to pay for at least a Month's Clothing.--We run great Risques--great Risques indeed.
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I have the Rats-bane ready.--I run no Risque; for I can lay her Death upon the Ginn, and so many die of that naturally that I shall never be call'd in question.--But say, I were to be hang'd.--I never could be hang'd for any thing that would give me greater Comfort, than the poisoning that Slut.
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Away, Hussies!--This is not a Time for a Man to be hamper'd with his Wives .--You see, the Gentleman is in Chains already.
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There's Comfort for you, you Slut.
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But can I leave my pretty Hussies, Without one Tear, or tender Sigh?
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And (if I may without Offence) for this time, I take Polly for mine.--And for Life, you Slut,--for we were really marry'd.--As for the rest.--But at present keep your own Secret.