1762. Collins, Miscellanies, p. 122. Wit hung her blob, ev’n Humour
seem’d to mourn, And silently sat mugging o’er his urn.
1857. Dickens, Little Dorrit, i. 20. The low comedian had mugged at
him in his richest manner fifty nights for a wager.
1879. Macmillan’s Mag., xl. 479. He [C. J. Mathews] never mugged at
the pit, as we once heard him warn Whiskerandos against doing in
the second act of The Critic.