Now 'ware thy throat, Losel, thou'se pay for all!
"Gammer Gurton's Needle"
Mr. S. Mr. of Art
In strange places, I even, out of prudence, avoid looking long up at any jail-window; because some Losel, sitting behind the bars, may in a moment call down out of mere malice: "How goes it, comrade Schmelzle?"
"The Campaner Thal and Other Writings"
Jean Paul Friedrich Richter
Undo Misrule, and many a volley Of Losel snatches born of folly- Bring back the cheer, be Christmas-king, With cakes and ale!
"In The Yule-Log Glow, Vol. IV (of IV)"
Harrison S. Morris