Skelton
Cited as Skelton. — 6 quotations
Arrect
My supplication to you I arrect.
Bullion
The clasps and bullions were worth a thousand pound.
Busk
Ye might have busked you to Huntly banks.
Crinkle
Her face all bowsy, Comely crinkled, Wondrously wrinkled.
Incineration
The phenix kind, Of whose incineration, There riseth a new creation.
Wrench
He wringeth them such a wrench.