Vulgar words in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 54, No. 333, July 1843 (Page 1)
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Either the public taste has erred, or the bastard Italian was superior to the genuine English.
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Well, I was a-passing, two nights since, rather in a hurry, for I was a little pressed for time, near the house of that old fellow that keeps his game as close as if he was a Turk, and they was his wives--old Berville--Lord Berville, you remember, as got Bill Hunkers transported for making love to a hen pheasant.
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Thou art the thrall, not of Cedric the Saxon, but of thy own brutal appetites, and this scoured dish of liquor; and thou protest of thy 'liberty,' thou entire blockhead!"--P.