1640, Richard Brome, The English Moor, in Five New Playes, London: A. Crook, 1659, Act I, Scene 3, p. 12, Millicent. Construe more charitably, I beseech you, My Virgin blushes. Testy. ’Tis your sullenness; Would you have brided it so lumpishly With your spruce younker, that fine silken beggar, Whose Land lies in your Husbands counting house, Or the most part.
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