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DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, PREFACE AND LIFE [sp02g10.txt]

Confusion of years in the case of the months of January (etc.) Else he is a blockhead, and not fitt for that imployment Fixed that the year should commence in January instead of March He knew nothing about the navy He made the great speech of his life, and spoke for three hours I never designed to be a witness against any man In perpetual trouble and vexation that need it least Inoffensive vanity of a man who loved to see himself in the glass Learned the multiplication table for the first time in 1661 Montaigne is conscious that we are looking over his shoulder Nothing in it approaching that single page in St. Simon The present Irish pronunciation of English



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN 1659/60 [sp03g10.txt]

A very fine dinner Gave him his morning draft Much troubled with thoughts how to get money My wife was making of her tarts and larding of her pullets My wife was very unwilling to let me go forth Put to a great loss how I should get money to make up my cash This day I began to put on buckles to my shoes



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, FEB 1659/60 [sp04g10.txt]

Dined with my wife on pease porridge and nothing else Do press for new oaths to be put upon men Hanging jack to roast birds on Kiss my Parliament, instead of "Kiss my [rump]" Mottoes inscribed on rings was of Roman origin My wife and I had some high words Petition against hackney coaches Playing the fool with the lass of the house Posies for Rings, Handkerchers and Gloves Some merry talk with a plain bold maid of the house To the Swan and drank our morning draft Wedding for which the posy ring was required Went to bed with my head not well by my too much drinking to-day



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAR/APR 1659/60 [sp05g10.txt]

Cavaliers have now the upper hand clear of the Presbyterians Resolve to have the doing of it himself, or else to hinder it Strange thing how I am already courted by the people



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY 1660 [sp06g10.txt]

An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport And in all this not so much as one Bought for the love of the binding three books Drinking of the King's health upon their knees in the streets Fashionable and black spots He and I lay in one press bed, there being two more He is, I perceive, wholly sceptical, as well as I He that must do the business, or at least that can hinder it He was fain to lie in the priest's hole a good while If it should come in print my name maybe at it In comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore John Pickering on board, like an ass, with his feathers Made to drink, that they might know him not to be a Roundhead My Lord, who took physic to-day and was in his chamber Presbyterians against the House of Lords Protestants as to the Church of Rome are wholly fanatiques



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUN/JUL 1660 [sp07g10.txt]

A good handsome wench I kissed, the first that I have seen Among all the beauties there, my wife was thought the greatest An offer of L500 for a Baronet's dignity Court attendance infinite tedious Did not like that Clergy should meddle with matters of state Dined upon six of my pigeons, which my wife has resolved to kill Five pieces of gold for to do him a small piece of service God help him, he wants bread. Had no more manners than to invite me and to let me pay How the Presbyterians would be angry if they durst I pray God to make me able to pay for it. I went to the cook's and got a good joint of meat King's Proclamation against drinking, swearing, and debauchery L100 worth of plate for my Lord to give Secretary Nicholas Most of my time in looking upon Mrs. Butler My new silk suit, the first that ever I wore in my life Offer me L500 if I would desist from the Clerk of the Acts place Sceptic in all things of religion She had six children by the King Strange how civil and tractable he was to me The ceremonies did not please me, they do so overdo them This afternoon I showed my Lord my accounts, which he passed To see the bride put to bed We cannot tell what to do for want of her (the maid) Where I find the worst very good Which I did give him some hope of, though I never intend it Woman that they have a fancy to, to make her husband a cuckold



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, AUG/SEP 1660 [sp08g10.txt]

Boy up to-night for his sister to teach him to put me to bed Diana did not come according to our agreement Drink at a bottle beer house in the Strand Finding my wife's clothes lie carelessly laid up Formerly say that the King was a bastard and his mother a whore Hand i' the cap Hired her to procure this poor soul for him I fear is not so good as she should be I was angry with her, which I was troubled for I was exceeding free in dallying with her, and she not unfree Ill all this day by reason of the last night's debauch King do tire all his people that are about him with early rising Kissed them myself very often with a great deal of mirth My luck to meet with a sort of drolling workmen on all occasions Show many the strangest emotions to shift off his drink Upon the leads gazing upon Diana



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, OCT/NOV/DEC 1660 [sp09g10.txt]

Asleep, while the wench sat mending my breeches by my bedside Barkley swearing that he and others had lain with her often But I think I am not bound to discover myself But we were friends again as we are always Cure of the King's evil, which he do deny altogether Duke of York and Mrs. Palmer did talk to one another very wanton First time I had given her leave to wear a black patch First time that ever I heard the organs in a cathedral Gentlewomen did hold up their heads to be kissed by the King Have her come not as a sister in any respect, but as a servant Have not known her this fortnight almost, which is a pain to me He did very well, but a deadly drinker he is I took a broom and basted her till she cried extremely I was a great Roundhead when I was a boy I was demanded L100, for the fee of the office at 6d. a pound In discourse he seems to be wise and say little It not being handsome for our servants to sit so equal with us Learnt a pretty trick to try whether a woman be a maid or no Long cloaks being now quite out Sit up till 2 o'clock that she may call the wench up to wash Smoke jack consists of a wind-wheel fixed in the chimney So I took occasion to go up and to bed in a pet So we went to bed and lay all night in a quarrel The rest did give more, and did believe that I did so too There being ten hanged, drawn, and quartered Thus it was my chance to see the King beheaded at White Hall To see Major-general Harrison hanged, drawn; and quartered



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1660 N.S. COMPLETE [sp10g10.txt]

A very fine dinner A good handsome wench I kissed, the first that I have seen Among all the beauties there, my wife was thought the greatest An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport An offer of L500 for a Baronet's dignity And in all this not so much as one Asleep, while the wench sat mending my breeches by my bedside Barkley swearing that he and others had lain with her often Bought for the love of the binding three books Boy up to-night for his sister to teach him to put me to bed But we were friends again as we are always But I think I am not bound to discover myself Cavaliers have now the upper hand clear of the Presbyterians Confusion of years in the case of the months of January (etc.) Court attendance infinite tedious Cure of the King's evil, which he do deny altogether Diana did not come according to our agreement Did not like that Clergy should meddle with matters of state Dined with my wife on pease porridge and nothing else Dined upon six of my pigeons, which my wife has resolved to kill Do press for new oaths to be put upon men Drink at a bottle beer house in the Strand Drinking of the King's health upon their knees in the streets Duke of York and Mrs. Palmer did talk to one another very wanton Else he is a blockhead, and not fitt for that imployment Fashionable and black spots Finding my wife's clothes lie carelessly laid up First time I had given her leave to wear a black patch First time that ever I heard the organs in a cathedral Five pieces of gold for to do him a small piece of service Fixed that the year should commence in January instead of March Formerly say that the King was a bastard and his mother a whore Gave him his morning draft Gentlewomen did hold up their heads to be kissed by the King God help him, he wants bread. Had no more manners than to invite me and to let me pay Hand i' the cap Hanging jack to roast birds on Have her come not as a sister in any respect, but as a servant Have not known her this fortnight almost, which is a pain to me He and I lay in one press bed, there being two more He is, I perceive, wholly sceptical, as well as I He that must do the business, or at least that can hinder it He was fain to lie in the priest's hole a good while He did very well, but a deadly drinker he is He made the great speech of his life, and spoke for three hours He knew nothing about the navy Hired her to procure this poor soul for him How the Presbyterians would be angry if they durst I fear is not so good as she should be I never designed to be a witness against any man I was demanded L100, for the fee of the office at 6d. a pound I took a broom and basted her till she cried extremely I pray God to make me able to pay for it. I was angry with her, which I was troubled for I went to the cook's and got a good joint of meat I was exceeding free in dallying with her, and she not unfree I was a great Roundhead when I was a boy If it should come in print my name maybe at it Ill all this day by reason of the last night's debauch In discourse he seems to be wise and say little In comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore In perpetual trouble and vexation that need it least Inoffensive vanity of a man who loved to see himself in the glass It not being handsome for our servants to sit so equal with us John Pickering on board, like an ass, with his feathers King do tire all his people that are about him with early rising King's Proclamation against drinking, swearing, and debauchery Kiss my Parliament, instead of "Kiss my [rump]" Kissed them myself very often with a great deal of mirth L100 worth of plate for my Lord to give Secretary Nicholas Learned the multiplication table for the first time in 1661 Learnt a pretty trick to try whether a woman be a maid or no Long cloaks being now quite out Made to drink, that they might know him not to be a Roundhead Montaigne is conscious that we are looking over his shoulder Most of my time in looking upon Mrs. Butler Mottoes inscribed on rings was of Roman origin Much troubled with thoughts how to get money My luck to meet with a sort of drolling workmen on all occasions My new silk suit, the first that ever I wore in my life My wife and I had some high words My wife was very unwilling to let me go forth My wife was making of her tarts and larding of her pullets My Lord, who took physic to-day and was in his chamber Nothing in it approaching that single page in St. Simon Offer me L500 if I would desist from the Clerk of the Acts place Petition against hackney coaches Playing the fool with the lass of the house Posies for Rings, Handkerchers and Gloves Presbyterians against the House of Lords Protestants as to the Church of Rome are wholly fanatiques Put to a great loss how I should get money to make up my cash Resolve to have the doing of it himself, or else to hinder it Sceptic in all things of religion She had six children by the King Show many the strangest emotions to shift off his drink Sit up till 2 o'clock that she may call the wench up to wash Smoke jack consists of a wind-wheel fixed in the chimney So we went to bed and lay all night in a quarrel So I took occasion to go up and to bed in a pet Some merry talk with a plain bold maid of the house Strange thing how I am already courted by the people Strange how civil and tractable he was to me The present Irish pronunciation of English The rest did give more, and did believe that I did so too The ceremonies did not please me, they do so overdo them There being ten hanged, drawn, and quartered This afternoon I showed my Lord my accounts, which he passed This day I began to put on buckles to my shoes Thus it was my chance to see the King beheaded at White Hall To see the bride put to bed To the Swan and drank our morning draft To see Major-general Harrison hanged, drawn; and quartered Upon the leads gazing upon Diana We cannot tell what to do for want of her (the maid) Wedding for which the posy ring was required Went to bed with my head not well by my too much drinking to-day Where I find the worst very good Which I did give him some hope of, though I never intend it Woman that they have a fancy to, to make her husband a cuckold



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB/MAR 1660/61 [sp11g10.txt]

A lady spit backward upon me by a mistake A most tedious, unreasonable, and impertinent sermon Comely black woman.—[The old expression for a brunette.] Cruel custom of throwing at cocks on Shrove Tuesday Day I first begun to go forth in my coat and sword Discontented that my wife do not go neater now she has two maids Fell to dancing, the first time that ever I did in my life Have been so long absent that I am ashamed to go I took occasion to be angry with him Justice of God in punishing men for the sins of their ancestors Lady Batten to give me a spoonful of honey for my cold My great expense at the Coronacion She hath got her teeth new done by La Roche That I might not seem to be afeared The monkey loose, which did anger me, and so I did strike her Was kissing my wife, which I did not like We are to go to law never to revenge, but only to repayre Who we found ill still, but he do make very much of it Wronged by my over great expectations



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, APR/MAY 1661 [sp12g10.txt]

A little while since a very likely man to live as any I knew Being sure never to see the like again in this world Believe that England and France were once the same continent Chocolate was introduced into England about the year 1652 Did trouble me very much to be at charge to no purpose Difference there will be between my father and mother about it Eat of the best cold meats that ever I eat on in all my life Foolery to take too much notice of such things Frogs and many insects do often fall from the sky, ready formed I could not forbear to love her exceedingly I had the opportunity of kissing Mrs. Rebecca very often I was as merry as I could counterfeit myself to be I went in and kissed them, demanding it as a fee due Jealousy of him and an ugly wench that lived there lately Lay with her to-night, which I have not done these eight(days) Made a lazy sermon, like a Presbyterian She would not let him come to bed to her out of jealousy So home and to bed, where my wife had not lain a great while The barber came to trim me and wash me Troubled to see my father so much decay of a suddain What people will do tomorrow What they all, through profit or fear, did promise Who seems so inquisitive when my, house will be made an end of



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUN/JUL/AUG 1661 [sp13g10.txt]

A great baboon, but so much like a man in most things A play not very good, though commended much Begun to smell, and so I caused it to be set forth (corpse) Bleeding behind by leeches will cure By chewing of tobacco is become very fat and sallow Cannot bring myself to mind my business Durst not take notice of her, her husband being there Faced white coat, made of one of my wife's pettycoates Family being all in mourning, doing him the greatest honour Fear I shall not be able to wipe my hands of him again Finding my wife not sick, but yet out of order Found him not so ill as I thought that he had been ill Found my brother John at eight o'clock in bed, which vexed me Good God! how these ignorant people did cry her up for it! Greedy to see the will, but did not ask to see it till to-morrow His company ever wearys me I broke wind and so came to some ease I would fain have stolen a pretty dog that followed me Instructed by Shakespeare himself Lady Batten how she was such a man's whore Lately too much given to seeing of plays, and expense Lewdness and beggary of the Court Look askew upon my wife, because my wife do not buckle to them None will sell us any thing without our personal security given Quakers do still continue, and rather grow than lessen Sat before Mrs. Palmer, the King's mistress, and filled my eyes So the children and I rose and dined by ourselves Sorry in some respect, glad in my expectations in another respect The Alchymist,—Comedy by Ben Jonson The Lords taxed themselves for the poor—an earl, 1s. This week made a vow to myself to drink no wine this week Those absent from prayers were to pay a forfeit To be so much in love of plays Woman with a rod in her hand keeping time to the musique



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, SEP/OCT 1661 [sp14g10.txt]

And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home But she loves not that I should speak of Mrs. Pierce God! what an age is this, and what a world is this In men's clothes, and had the best legs that ever I saw Inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man's fortune Man cannot live without playing the knave and dissimulation My head was not well with the wine that I drank to-day She is a very good companion as long as she is well So much wine, that I was even almost foxed Still in discontent with my wife, to bed, and rose so this morn This day churched, her month of childbed being out Vices of the Court, and how the pox is so common there We do naturally all love the Spanish, and hate the French



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOV/DEC 1661 [sp15g10.txt]

After dinner my wife comes up to me and all friends again Ambassador—that he is an honest man sent to lie abroad As all things else did not come up to my expectations Coming to lay out a great deal of money in clothes for my wife Did extremely beat him, and though it did trouble me to do it Dominion of the Sea Exclaiming against men's wearing their hats on in the church From some fault in the meat to complain of my maid's sluttery Gamester's life, which I see is very miserable, and poor Get his lady to trust herself with him into the tavern Good wine, and anchovies, and pickled oysters (for breakfast) Like a passionate fool, I did call her whore My wife and I fell out Oliver Cromwell as his ensign Seemed much glad of that it was no more Sir W. Pen was so fuddled that we could not try him to play Strange the folly of men to lay and lose so much money The unlawfull use of lawfull things Took occasion to fall out with my wife very highly Took physique, and it did work very well Tory—The term was not used politically until about 1679 We had a good surloyne of rost beefe



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1661 N.S. COMPLETE [sp16g10.txt]

A most tedious, unreasonable, and impertinent sermon A play not very good, though commended much A great baboon, but so much like a man in most things A little while since a very likely man to live as any I knew A lady spit backward upon me by a mistake After dinner my wife comes up to me and all friends again Ambassador—that he is an honest man sent to lie abroad And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home As all things else did not come up to my expectations Begun to smell, and so I caused it to be set forth (corpse) Being sure never to see the like again in this world Believe that England and France were once the same continent Bleeding behind by leeches will cure him But she loves not that I should speak of Mrs. Pierce By chewing of tobacco is become very fat and sallow Cannot bring myself to mind my business Chocolate was introduced into England about the year 1652 Comely black woman.—[The old expression for a brunette.] Coming to lay out a great deal of money in clothes for my wife Cruel custom of throwing at cocks on Shrove Tuesday Day I first begun to go forth in my coat and sword Did extremely beat him, and though it did trouble me to do it Did trouble me very much to be at charge to no purpose Difference there will be between my father and mother about it Discontented that my wife do not go neater now she has two maids Dominion of the Sea Durst not take notice of her, her husband being there Eat of the best cold meats that ever I eat on in all my life Exclaiming against men's wearing their hats on in the church Faced white coat, made of one of my wife's pettycoates Family being all in mourning, doing him the greatest honour Fear I shall not be able to wipe my hands of him again Fell to dancing, the first time that ever I did in my life Finding my wife not sick, but yet out of order Foolery to take too much notice of such things Found my brother John at eight o'clock in bed, which vexed me Found him not so ill as I thought that he had been ill Frogs and many insects do often fall from the sky, ready formed From some fault in the meat to complain of my maid's sluttery Gamester's life, which I see is very miserable, and poor Get his lady to trust herself with him into the tavern God! what an age is this, and what a world is this Good God! how these ignorant people did cry her up for it! Good wine, and anchovies, and pickled oysters (for breakfast) Greedy to see the will, but did not ask to see it till to-morrow Have been so long absent that I am ashamed to go His company ever wearys me I could not forbear to love her exceedingly I took occasion to be angry with him I had the opportunity of kissing Mrs. Rebecca very often I would fain have stolen a pretty dog that followed me I broke wind and so came to some ease I was as merry as I could counterfeit myself to be I went in and kissed them, demanding it as a fee due In men's clothes, and had the best legs that ever I saw Inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man's fortune Instructed by Shakespeare himself Jealousy of him and an ugly wench that lived there lately Justice of God in punishing men for the sins of their ancestors King, Duke and Duchess, and Madame Palmer Lady Batten how she was such a man's whore Lady Batten to give me a spoonful of honey for my cold Lately too much given to seeing of plays, and expense Lay with her to-night, which I have not done these eight(days) Lewdness and beggary of the Court Like a passionate fool, I did call her whore Look askew upon my wife, because my wife do not buckle to them Made a lazy sermon, like a Presbyterian Man cannot live without playing the knave and dissimulation My head was not well with the wine that I drank to-day My great expense at the Coronacion My wife and I fell out None will sell us any thing without our personal security given Oliver Cromwell as his ensign Quakers do still continue, and rather grow than lessen Sat before Mrs. Palmer, the King's mistress, and filled my eyes Seemed much glad of that it was no more She hath got her teeth new done by La Roche She would not let him come to bed to her out of jealousy She is a very good companion as long as she is well Sir W. Pen was so fuddled that we could not try him to play So the children and I rose and dined by ourselves So home and to bed, where my wife had not lain a great while So much wine, that I was even almost foxed Sorry in some respect, glad in my expectations in another respect Still in discontent with my wife, to bed, and rose so this morn Strange the folly of men to lay and lose so much money That I might not seem to be afeared The Lords taxed themselves for the poor—an earl, s. The unlawfull use of lawfull things The barber came to trim me and wash me The Alchymist,"—[Comedy by Ben Jonson The monkey loose, which did anger me, and so I did strike her This week made a vow to myself to drink no wine this week This day churched, her month of childbed being out Those absent from prayers were to pay a forfeit To be so much in love of plays Took occasion to fall out with my wife very highly Took physique, and it did work very well Tory—The term was not used politically until about 1679 Troubled to see my father so much decay of a suddain Vices of the Court, and how the pox is so common there Was kissing my wife, which I did not like We do naturally all love the Spanish, and hate the French We are to go to law never to revenge, but only to repayre We had a good surloyne of rost beefe What they all, through profit or fear, did promise What people will do tomorrow Who seems so inquisitive when my, house will be made an end of Who we found ill still, but he do make very much of it Woman with a rod in her hand keeping time to the musique Wronged by my over great expectations



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB 1661/62 [sp17g10.txt]

Aptness I have to be troubled at any thing that crosses me Cannot but be with the workmen to see things done to my mind Command of an army is not beholden to any body to make him King



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAR/APR 1661/62 [sp18g10.txt]

After taking leave of my wife, which we could hardly do kindly Agreed at L3 a year (she would not serve under) All the fleas came to him and not to me Badge of slavery upon the whole people (taxes) Did much insist upon the sin of adultery Discoursed much against a man's lying with his wife in Lent Fearing that Sarah would continue ill, wife and I removed Parliament hath voted 2s. per annum for every chimney in England Peruques of hair, as the fashion now is for ladies to wear Raising of our roofs higher to enlarge our houses See a dead man lie floating upon the waters Sermon; but, it being a Presbyterian one, it was so long To Mr. Holliard's in the morning, thinking to be let blood Up early and took my physique; it wrought all the morning well Whether he would have me go to law or arbitracon with him Whether she suspected anything or no I know not



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY/JUN 1662 [sp19g10.txt]

Afeard of being louzy Afeard that my Lady Castlemaine will keep still with the King Afraid now to bring in any accounts for journeys As much his friend as his interest will let him Comb my head clean, which I found so foul with powdering Deliver her from the hereditary curse of child-bearing Discontented at the pride and luxury of the Court Enjoy some degree of pleasure now that we have health, money God forgive me! what a mind I had to her Hard matter to settle to business after so much leisure Holes for me to see from my closet into the great office I know not yet what that is, and am ashamed to ask King dined at my Lady Castlemaine's, and supped, every day Lady Castlemaine do speak of going to lie in at Hampton Court Let me blood, about sixteen ounces, I being exceedingly full Lust and wicked lives of the nuns heretofore in England Only wind do now and then torment me . . . extremely See her look dejectedly and slighted by people already She also washed my feet in a bath of herbs, and so to bed Sir W. Pen did it like a base raskall, and so I shall remember Slight answer, at which I did give him two boxes on the ears They were not occupiers, but occupied (women) Trumpets were brought under the scaffold that he not be heard Up and took physique, but such as to go abroad with Will put Madam Castlemaine's nose out of joynt With my whip did whip him till I was not able to stir



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUL/AUG 1662 [sp20g10.txt]

Bowling-ally (where lords and ladies are now at bowles) Fear she should prove honest and refuse and then tell my wife Hopes to have had a bout with her before she had gone Lady Castlemaine is still as great with the King Last of a great many Presbyterian ministers Muske Millon My first attempt being to learn the multiplication-table So good a nature that he cannot deny any thing Sorry to hear that Sir W. Pen's maid Betty was gone away



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, SEP/OCT 1662 [sp21g10.txt]

All made much worse in their report among people than they are Care not for his commands, and especially on Sundays Catched cold yesterday by putting off my stockings Hate in others, and more in myself, to be careless of keys I fear that it must be as it can, and not as I would Lying a great while talking and sporting in bed with my wife My Jane's cutting off a carpenter's long mustacho No good by taking notice of it, for the present she forbears Parson is a cunning fellow he is as any of his coat Pleasures are not sweet to me now in the very enjoying of them She so cruel a hypocrite that she can cry when she pleases Strange things he has been found guilty of, not fit to name Then to church to a tedious sermon When the candle is going out, how they bawl and dispute



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOV/DEC 1662 [sp22g10.txt]

All may see how slippery places all courtiers stand in Bewailing the vanity and disorders of the age Charles Barkeley's greatness is only his being pimp to the King Fanatiques do say that the end of the world is at hand Goldsmiths in supplying the King with money at dear rates He made but a poor sermon, but long Joyne the lion's skin to the fox's tail Lady Castlemaine's interest at Court increases Laughing and jeering at every thing that looks strange Lord! to see the absurd nature of Englishmen Short of what I expected, as for the most part it do fall out Will upon occasion serve for a fine withdrawing room



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1662 N.S. COMPLETE [sp23g10.txt]

Afeard of being louzy Afeard that my Lady Castlemaine will keep still with the King Afraid now to bring in any accounts for journeys After taking leave of my wife, which we could hardly do kindly Agreed at L3 a year (she would not serve under) All may see how slippery places all courtiers stand in All made much worse in their report among people than they are All the fleas came to him and not to me Aptness I have to be troubled at any thing that crosses me As much his friend as his interest will let him Badge of slavery upon the whole people (taxes) Bewailing the vanity and disorders of the age Bowling-ally (where lords and ladies are now at bowles) Cannot but be with the workmen to see things done to my mind Care not for his commands, and especially on Sundays Catched cold yesterday by putting off my stockings Charles Barkeley's greatness is only his being pimp to the King Comb my head clean, which I found so foul with powdering Command of an army is not beholden to any body to make him King Deliver her from the hereditary curse of child-bearing Did much insist upon the sin of adultery Discontented at the pride and luxury of the Court Discoursed much against a man's lying with his wife in Lent Enjoy some degree of pleasure now that we have health, money Fanatiques do say that the end of the world is at hand Fear she should prove honest and refuse and then tell my wife Fearing that Sarah would continue ill, wife and I removed God forgive me! what a mind I had to her Goldsmiths in supplying the King with money at dear rates Hard matter to settle to business after so much leisure Hate in others, and more in myself, to be careless of keys He made but a poor sermon, but long Holes for me to see from my closet into the great office Hopes to have had a bout with her before she had gone I fear that it must be as it can, and not as I would I know not yet what that is, and am ashamed to ask Joyne the lion's skin to the fox's tail King dined at my Lady Castlemaine's, and supped, every day Lady Castlemaine do speak of going to lie in at Hampton Court Lady Castlemaine is still as great with the King Lady Castlemaine's interest at Court increases Last of a great many Presbyterian ministers Laughing and jeering at every thing that looks strange Let me blood, about sixteen ounces, I being exceedingly full Lord! to see the absurd nature of Englishmen Lust and wicked lives of the nuns heretofore in England Lying a great while talking and sporting in bed with my wife Muske Millon My Jane's cutting off a carpenter's long mustacho My first attempt being to learn the multiplication-table No good by taking notice of it, for the present she forbears Only wind do now and then torment me . . . extremely Parliament hath voted 2s. per annum for every chimney in England Parson is a cunning fellow he is as any of his coat Peruques of hair, as the fashion now is for ladies to wear Pleasures are not sweet to me now in the very enjoying of them Raising of our roofs higher to enlarge our houses See her look dejectedly and slighted by people already See a dead man lie floating upon the waters Sermon; but, it being a Presbyterian one, it was so long She so cruel a hypocrite that she can cry when she pleases She also washed my feet in a bath of herbs, and so to bed Short of what I expected, as for the most part it do fall out Sir W. Pen did it like a base raskall, and so I shall remember Slight answer, at which I did give him two boxes on the ears So good a nature that he cannot deny any thing Sorry to hear that Sir W. Pen's maid Betty was gone away Strange things he has been found guilty of, not fit to name Then to church to a tedious sermon They were not occupiers, but occupied (women) To Mr. Holliard's in the morning, thinking to be let blood Trumpets were brought under the scaffold that he not be heard Up and took physique, but such as to go abroad with Up early and took my physique; it wrought all the morning well When the candle is going out, how they bawl and dispute Whether she suspected anything or no I know not Whether he would have me go to law or arbitracon with him Will upon occasion serve for a fine withdrawing room Will put Madam Castlemaine's nose out of joynt With my whip did whip him till I was not able to stir



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB 1662/63 [sp24g10.txt]

After oysters, at first course, a hash of rabbits, a lamb At last we pretty good friends Before I sent my boy out with them, I beat him for a lie Dr. Calamy is this day sent to Newgate for preaching Eat a mouthful of pye at home to stay my stomach Familiarity with her other servants is it that spoils them all Feverish, and hath sent for Mr. Pierce to let him blood Found him a fool, as he ever was, or worse Goes down the wind in honour as well as every thing else Had a good supper of an oxe's cheek Hanged with a silken halter How highly the Presbyters do talk in the coffeehouses still I and she never were so heartily angry in our lives as to-day Ill humour to be so against that which all the world cries up Lady Castlemaine hath all the King's Christmas presents Lay chiding, and then pleased with my wife in bed Lay very long with my wife in bed talking with great pleasure Liability of a husband to pay for goods supplied his wife Many thousands in a little time go out of England Money, which sweetens all things Most flat dead sermon, both for matter and manner of delivery Much discourse, but little to be learned Nor will yield that the Papists have any ground given them Nothing in the world done with true integrity Once a week or so I know a gentleman must go . . . . Pain of the stone, and makes bloody water with great pain Rabbit not half roasted, which made me angry with my wife Scholler, but, it may be, thinks himself to be too much so See how time and example may alter a man Servant of the King's pleasures too, as well as business So home, and mighty friends with my wife again So neat and kind one to another Sorry for doing it now, because of obliging me to do the like Talk very highly of liberty of conscience The house was full of citizens, and so the less pleasant There is no passing but by coach in the streets, and hardly that These young Lords are not fit to do any service abroad They were so false spelt that I was ashamed of them Vexed at my wife's neglect in leaving of her scarf Wine, new and old, with labells pasted upon each bottle With much ado in an hour getting a coach home Yet it was her fault not to see that I did take them



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAR/APR 1662/63 [sp25g10.txt]

Academy was dissolved by order of the Pope After some pleasant talk, my wife, Ashwell, and I to bed And so to bed, my father lying with me in Ashwell's bed Dare not oppose it alone for making an enemy and do no good Dinner was great, and most neatly dressed Dog attending us, which made us all merry again Galileo's air thermometer, made before 1597 I do not find other people so willing to do business as myself I was very angry, and resolve to beat him to-morrow Insurrection of the Catholiques there Justice of proceeding not to condemn a man unheard Matters in Ireland are full of discontent My maid Susan ill, or would be thought so Parliament do agree to throw down Popery Railed bitterly ever and anon against John Calvin She is conceited that she do well already So home to supper and bed with my father That he is not able to live almost with her That I might say I saw no money in the paper There is no man almost in the City cares a turd for him Though it be but little, yet I do get ground every month



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY/JUN 1663 [sp26g10.txt]

A woman sober, and no high-flyer, as he calls it After awhile I caressed her and parted seeming friends Book itself, and both it and them not worth a turd But a woful rude rabble there was, and such noises Did find none of them within, which I was glad of Did so watch to see my wife put on drawers, which (she did) Duodecimal arithmetique Employed by the fencers to play prizes at Enquiring into the selling of places do trouble a great many Every small thing is enough now-a-days to bring a difference Give her a Lobster and do so touse her and feel her all over God knows that I do not find honesty enough in my own mind Goes with his guards with him publiquely, and his trumpets Great plot which was lately discovered in Ireland He hoped he should live to see her "ugly and willing" He is too wise to be made a friend of I calling her beggar, and she me pricklouse, which vexed me I slept most of the sermon In some churches there was hardly ten people in the whole church It must be the old ones that must do any good Jealous, though God knows I have no great reason John has got a wife, and for that he intends to part with him Keep at interest, which is a good, quiett, and easy profit Lay long in bed talking and pleasing myself with my wife My wife and her maid Ashwell had between them spilled the pot. . . . No sense nor grammar, yet in as good words that ever I saw Nor would become obliged too much to any Nothing is to be got without offending God and the King Nothing of any truth and sincerity, but mere envy and design Reading my Latin grammar, which I perceive I have great need Sad for want of my wife, whom I love with all my heart Saw his people go up and down louseing themselves See whether my wife did wear drawers to-day as she used to do Sent me last night, as a bribe, a barrel of sturgeon She begins not at all to take pleasure in me or study to please She used the word devil, which vexed me So home, and after supper did wash my feet, and so to bed Softly up to see whether any of the beds were out of order or no Statute against selling of offices The goldsmith, he being one of the jury to-morrow Thence by coach, with a mad coachman, that drove like mad Therefore ought not to expect more justice from her They say now a common mistress to the King Through the Fleete Ally to see a couple of pretty [strumpets] Upon a small temptation I could be false to her Waked this morning between four and five by my blackbird Whose voice I am not to be reconciled Wife and the dancing-master alone above, not dancing but talking Would not make my coming troublesome to any



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUL/AUG 1663 [sp27g10.txt]

And so to bed and there entertained her with great content Apprehend about one hundred Quakers Being cleansed of lice this day by my wife Conceited, but that's no matter to me Fear it may do him no good, but me hurt Fearful that I might not go far enough with my hat off He having made good promises, though I fear his performance My wife has got too great head to be brought down soon So much is it against my nature to owe anything to any body Sporting in my fancy with the Queen Things being dear and little attendance to be had we went away Towzing her and doing what I would, but the last thing of all. . . .



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, SEP/OCT 1663 [sp28g10.txt]

And so to sleep till the morning, but was bit cruelly And there, did what I would with her Content as to be at our own home, after being abroad awhile Found guilty, and likely will be hanged (for stealing spoons) Half a pint of Rhenish wine at the Still-yard, mixed with beer His readiness to speak spoilt all No more matter being made of the death of one than another Out of an itch to look upon the sluts there Plague is much in Amsterdam, and we in fears of it here Pride himself too much in it Reckon nothing money but when it is in the bank Resolve to live well and die a beggar Scholler, that would needs put in his discourse (every occasion) She was so ill as to be shaved and pidgeons put to her feet The plague is got to Amsterdam, brought by a ship from Argier We having no luck in maids now-a-days Who is over head and eares in getting her house up



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOV/DEC 1663 [sp29g10.txt]

Again that she spoke but somewhat of what she had in her heart Better we think than most other couples do Compliment from my aunt, which I take kindly as it is unusual Did go to Shoe Lane to see a cocke-fighting at a new pit there Dined at home alone, a good calves head boiled and dumplings Every man looking after himself, and his owne lust and luxury Excommunications, which they send upon the least occasions Expectation of profit will have its force King was gone to play at Tennis Opening his mind to him as of one that may hereafter be his foe Pen was then turned Quaker Persuade me that she should prove with child since last night Pride and debauchery of the present clergy Quakers being charmed by a string about their wrists Taught my wife some part of subtraction To bed with discontent she yielded to me and began to be fond



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1663 N.S. COMPLETE [sp30g10.txt]

A woman sober, and no high-flyer, as he calls it Academy was dissolved by order of the Pope After oysters, at first course, a hash of rabbits, a lamb After some pleasant talk, my wife, Ashwell, and I to bed After awhile I caressed her and parted seeming friends Again that she spoke but somewhat of what she had in her heart And there, did what I would with her And so to sleep till the morning, but was bit cruelly And so to bed and there entertained her with great content And so to bed, my father lying with me in Ashwell's bed Apprehend about one hundred Quakers At last we pretty good friends Before I sent my boy out with them, I beat him for a lie Being cleansed of lice this day by my wife Better we think than most other couples do Book itself, and both it and them not worth a turd But a woful rude rabble there was, and such noises Compliment from my aunt, which I take kindly as it is unusual Conceited, but that's no matter to me Content as to be at our own home, after being abroad awhile Dare not oppose it alone for making an enemy and do no good Did so watch to see my wife put on drawers, which (she did) Did go to Shoe Lane to see a cocke-fighting at a new pit there Did find none of them within, which I was glad of Dined at home alone, a good calves head boiled and dumplings Dinner was great, and most neatly dressed Dog attending us, which made us all merry again Dr. Calamy is this day sent to Newgate for preaching Duodecimal arithmetique Eat a mouthful of pye at home to stay my stomach Employed by the fencers to play prizes at Enquiring into the selling of places do trouble a great many Every man looking after himself, and his owne lust and luxury Every small thing is enough now-a-days to bring a difference Excommunications, which they send upon the least occasions Expectation of profit will have its force Familiarity with her other servants is it that spoils them all Fear it may do him no good, but me hurt Fearful that I might not go far enough with my hat off Feverish, and hath sent for Mr. Pierce to let him blood Found guilty, and likely will be hanged (for stealing spoons) Found him a fool, as he ever was, or worse Galileo's air thermometer, made before 1597 Give her a Lobster and do so touse her and feel her all over God knows that I do not find honesty enough in my own mind Goes with his guards with him publiquely, and his trumpets Goes down the wind in honour as well as every thing else Great plot which was lately discovered in Ireland Had a good supper of an oxe's cheek Half a pint of Rhenish wine at the Still-yard, mixed with beer Hanged with a silken halter He is too wise to be made a friend of He hoped he should live to see her "ugly and willing" He having made good promises, though I fear his performance His readiness to speak spoilt all How highly the Presbyters do talk in the coffeehouses still I calling her beggar, and she me pricklouse, which vexed me I and she never were so heartily angry in our lives as to-day I do not find other people so willing to do business as myself I slept most of the sermon I was very angry, and resolve to beat him to-morrow Ill humour to be so against that which all the world cries up In some churches there was hardly ten people in the whole church Insurrection of the Catholiques there It must be the old ones that must do any good Jealous, though God knows I have no great reason John has got a wife, and for that he intends to part with him Justice of proceeding not to condemn a man unheard Keep at interest, which is a good, quiett, and easy profit King was gone to play at Tennis Lady Castlemaine hath all the King's Christmas presents Lay long in bed talking and pleasing myself with my wife Lay very long with my wife in bed talking with great pleasure Lay chiding, and then pleased with my wife in bed Liability of a husband to pay for goods supplied his wife Many thousands in a little time go out of England Matters in Ireland are full of discontent Money, which sweetens all things Most flat dead sermon, both for matter and manner of delivery Much discourse, but little to be learned My maid Susan ill, or would be thought so My wife has got too great head to be brought down soon My wife and her maid Ashwell had between them spilled the pot. . . . No more matter being made of the death of one than another No sense nor grammar, yet in as good words that ever I saw Nor will yield that the Papists have any ground given them Nor would become obliged too much to any Nothing in the world done with true integrity Nothing of any truth and sincerity, but mere envy and design Nothing is to be got without offending God and the King Once a week or so I know a gentleman must go . . . . Opening his mind to him as of one that may hereafter be his foe Out of an itch to look upon the, sluts there Pain of the stone, and makes bloody water with great pain Parliament do agree to throw down Popery Pen was then turned Quaker Persuade me that she should prove with child since last night Plague is much in Amsterdam, and we in fears of it here Pride and debauchery of the present clergy Pride himself too much in it Quakers being charmed by a string about their wrists Rabbit not half roasted, which made me angry with my wife Railed bitterly ever and anon against John Calvin Reading my Latin grammar, which I perceive I have great need Reckon nothing money but when it is in the bank Resolve to live well and die a beggar Sad for want of my wife, whom I love with all my heart Saw his people go up and down louseing themselves Scholler, that would needs put in his discourse (every occasion) Scholler, but, it may be, thinks himself to be too much so See how time and example may alter a man See whether my wife did wear drawers to-day as she used to do Sent me last night, as a bribe, a barrel of sturgeon Servant of the King's pleasures too, as well as business She was so ill as to be shaved and pidgeons put to her feet She is conceited that she do well already She used the word devil, which vexed me She begins not at all to take pleasure in me or study to please So home, and mighty friends with my wife again So much is it against my nature to owe anything to any body So home to supper and bed with my father So home, and after supper did wash my feet, and so to bed So neat and kind one to another Softly up to see whether any of the beds were out of order or no Sorry for doing it now, because of obliging me to do the like Sporting in my fancy with the Queen Statute against selling of offices Talk very highly of liberty of conscience Taught my wife some part of subtraction That I might say I saw no money in the paper That he is not able to live almost with her The plague is got to Amsterdam, brought by a ship from Argier The goldsmith, he being one of the jury to-morrow The house was full of citizens, and so the less pleasant Thence by coach, with a mad coachman, that drove like mad There is no passing but by coach in the streets, and hardly that There is no man almost in the City cares a turd for him Therefore ought not to expect more justice from her These young Lords are not fit to do any service abroad They were so false spelt that I was ashamed of them They say now a common mistress to the King Things being dear and little attendance to be had we went away Though it be but little, yet I do get ground every month Through the Fleete Ally to see a couple of pretty [strumpets] To bed with discontent she yielded to me and began to be fond Towzing her and doing what I would, but the last thing of all. . . . Upon a small temptation I could be false to her Vexed at my wife's neglect in leaving of her scarf Waked this morning between four and five by my blackbird We having no luck in maids now-a-days Who is over head and eares in getting her house up Whose voice I am not to be reconciled Wife and the dancing-master alone above, not dancing but talking Wine, new and old, with labells pasted upon each bottle With much ado in an hour getting a coach home Would not make my coming troublesome to any Yet it was her fault not to see that I did take them



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB 1663/64 [sp31g10.txt]

A mad merry slut she is A real and not a complimentary acknowledgment At least 12 or 14,000 people in the street (to see the hanging) Bearing more sayle will go faster than any other ships(multihull) But the wench went, and I believe had her turn served Chatted with her, her husband out of the way Could not saw above 4 inches of the stone in a day Do look upon me as a remembrancer of his former vanity Fear of making her think me to be in a better condition Few in any age that do mind anything that is abstruse God forgive me! what thoughts and wishes I had Good writers are not admired by the present Hear something of the effects of our last meeting (pregnancy?) I do not like his being angry and in debt both together to me I will not by any over submission make myself cheap Ireland in a very distracted condition Jane going into the boat did fall down and show her arse King is mighty kind to these his bastard children King still do doat upon his women, even beyond all shame Mankind pleasing themselves in the easy delights of the world Play good, but spoiled with the ryme, which breaks the sense Pleased to look upon their pretty daughter Pray God give me a heart to fear a fall, and to prepare for it! Pretty sayings, which are generally like paradoxes Ryme, which breaks the sense Sent my wife to get a place to see Turner hanged Sheriffs did endeavour to get one jewell So home to prayers and to bed Such open flattery is beastly Talked with Mrs. Lane about persuading her to Hawly Their saws have no teeth, but it is the sand only There did see Mrs. Lane. . . . . Travels over the high hills in Asia above the clouds Wherein every party has laboured to cheat another Willing to receive a bribe if it were offered me Would make a dogg laugh



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MARCH 1663/64 [sp32g10.txt]

Doubtfull of himself, and easily be removed from his own opinion Drink a dish of coffee Ill from my late cutting my hair so close to my head Nothing of the memory of a man, an houre after he is dead! She had got and used some puppy-dog water Subject to be put into a disarray upon very small occasions Very angry we were, but quickly friends again Went against me to have my wife and servants look upon them



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, APR/MAY 1664 [sp33g10.txt]

Bath at the top of his house Fear all his kindness is but only his lust to her Fetch masts from New England Find myself to over-value things when a child Generally with corruption, but most indeed with neglect I slept soundly all the sermon In a hackney and full of people, was ashamed to be seen In my dining-room she was doing something upon the pott Methought very ill, or else I am grown worse to please Mrs. Lane was gone forth, and so I missed of my intent Saw "The German Princess" acted, by the woman herself Slabbering my band sent home for another That hair by hair had his horse's tail pulled off indeed



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUN/JUL 1664 [sp34g10.txt]

All divided that were bred so long at school together Began discourse of my not getting of children Came to bed to me, but all would not make me friends Feared I might meet with some people that might know me Had no mind to meddle with her Her impudent tricks and ways of getting money How little to be presumed of in our greatest undertakings Mind to have her bring it home My wife made great means to be friends, coming to my bedside Never to trust too much to any man in the world Not well, and so had no pleasure at all with my poor wife Not when we can, but when we list Now against her going into the country (lay together) Periwigg he lately made me cleansed of its nits Presse seamen, without which we cannot really raise men Shakespeare's plays She had the cunning to cry a great while, and talk and blubber There eat and drank, and had my pleasure of her twice These Lords are hard to be trusted Things wear out of themselves and come fair again To my Lord Sandwich, thinking to have dined there Upon a very small occasion had a difference again broke out Very high and very foule words from her to me What wine you drinke, lett it bee at meales



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, AUG/SEP 1664 [sp35g10.txt]

All the men were dead of the plague, and the ship cast ashore And with the great men in curing of their claps Expressly taking care that nobody might see this business done Having some experience, but greater conceit of it than is fit Helping to slip their calfes when there is occasion Her months upon her is gone to bed I had agreed with Jane Welsh, but she came not, which vexed me Lay long caressing my wife and talking Let her brew as she has baked New Netherlands to English rule, under the title of New York Reduced the Dutch settlement of New Netherlands to English rule Staid two hours with her kissing her, but nothing more Strange slavery that I stand in to beauty Thinks she is with child, but I neither believe nor desire it Up, my mind very light from my last night's accounts We do nothing in this office like people able to carry on a warr Would either conform, or be more wise, and not be catched!



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, OCT/NOV 1664 [sp36g10.txt]

About several businesses, hoping to get money by them After many protestings by degrees I did arrive at what I would All ended in love Below what people think these great people say and do Even to the having bad words with my wife, and blows too Expected musique, the missing of which spoiled my dinner Gadding abroad to look after beauties Greatest businesses are done so superficially Little children employed, every one to do something Meazles, we fear, or, at least, of a scarlett feavour My leg fell in a hole broke on the bridge My wife was angry with me for not coming home, and for gadding Not the greatest wits, but the steady man Rotten teeth and false, set in with wire Till 12 at night, and then home to supper and to bed What a sorry dispatch these great persons give to business What is there more to be had of a woman than the possessing her Where a trade hath once been and do decay, it never recovers



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, DECEMBER 1664 [sp37g10.txt]

Irish in Ireland, whom Cromwell had settled all in one corner Tear all that I found either boyish or not to be worth keeping



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1664 N.S. COMPLETE [sp38g10.txt]

A real and not a complimentary acknowledgment A mad merry slut she is About several businesses, hoping to get money by them After many protestings by degrees I did arrive at what I would All divided that were bred so long at school together All ended in love All the men were dead of the plague, and the ship cast ashore And with the great men in curing of their claps At least 12 or 14,000 people in the street (to see the hanging) Bath at the top of his house Bearing more sayle will go faster than any other ships(multihull Began discourse of my not getting of children Below what people think these great people say and do But the wench went, and I believe had her turn served Came to bed to me, but all would not make me friends Chatted with her, her husband out of the way Could not saw above 4 inches of the stone in a day Do look upon me as a remembrancer of his former vanity Doubtfull of himself, and easily be removed from his own opinion Drink a dish of coffee Even to the having bad words with my wife, and blows too Expected musique, the missing of which spoiled my dinner Expressly taking care that nobody might see this business done Fear of making her think me to be in a better condition Fear all his kindness is but only his lust to her Feared I might meet with some people that might know me Fetch masts from New England Few in any age that do mind anything that is abstruse Find myself to over-value things when a child Gadding abroad to look after beauties Generally with corruption, but most indeed with neglect God forgive me! what thoughts and wishes I had Good writers are not admired by the present Greatest businesses are done so superficially Had no mind to meddle with her Having some experience, but greater conceit of it than is fit Hear something of the effects of our last meeting (pregnancy?) Helping to slip their calfes when there is occasion Her months upon her is gone to bed Her impudent tricks and ways of getting money How little to be presumed of in our greatest undertakings I had agreed with Jane Welsh, but she came not, which vexed me I do not like his being angry and in debt both together to me I will not by any over submission make myself cheap I slept soundly all the sermon Ill from my late cutting my hair so close to my head In my dining-room she was doing something upon the pott In a hackney and full of people, was ashamed to be seen Ireland in a very distracted condition Irish in Ireland, whom Cromwell had settled all in one corner Jane going into the boat did fall down and show her arse King is mighty kind to these his bastard children King still do doat upon his women, even beyond all shame Lay long caressing my wife and talking Let her brew as she has baked Little children employed, every one to do something Mankind pleasing themselves in the easy delights of the world Meazles, we fear, or, at least, of a scarlett feavour Methought very ill, or else I am grown worse to please Mind to have her bring it home Mrs. Lane was gone forth, and so I missed of my intent My wife was angry with me for not coming home, and for gadding My leg fell in a hole broke on the bridge My wife made great means to be friends, coming to my bedside Never to trust too much to any man in the world New Netherlands to English rule, under the title of New York Not well, and so had no pleasure at all with my poor wife Not when we can, but when we list Not the greatest wits, but the steady man Nothing of the memory of a man, an houre after he is dead! Now against her going into the country (lay together) Periwigg he lately made me cleansed of its nits Play good, but spoiled with the ryme, which breaks the sense Pleased to look upon their pretty daughter Pray God give me a heart to fear a fall, and to prepare for it! Presse seamen, without which we cannot really raise men Pretty sayings, which are generally like paradoxes Reduced the Dutch settlement of New Netherlands to English rule Rotten teeth and false, set in with wire Ryme, which breaks the sense Saw "The German Princess" acted, by the woman herself Sent my wife to get a place to see Turner hanged Shakespeare's plays She had the cunning to cry a great while, and talk and blubber She had got and used some puppy-dog water Sheriffs did endeavour to get one jewell Slabbering my band sent home for another So home to prayers and to bed Staid two hours with her kissing her, but nothing more Strange slavery that I stand in to beauty Subject to be put into a disarray upon very small occasions Such open flattery is beastly Talked with Mrs. Lane about persuading her to Hawly Tear all that I found either boyish or not to be worth keeping That hair by hair had his horse's tail pulled off indeed Their saws have no teeth, but it is the sand only There eat and drank, and had my pleasure of her twice There did see Mrs. Lane. . . . . These Lords are hard to be trusted Things wear out of themselves and come fair again Thinks she is with child, but I neither believe nor desire it Till 12 at night, and then home to supper and to bed To my Lord Sandwich, thinking to have dined there Travels over the high hills in Asia above the clouds Up, my mind very light from my last night's accounts Upon a very small occasion had a difference again broke out Very angry we were, but quickly friends again Very high and very foule words from her to me We do nothing in this office like people able to carry on a warr Went against me to have my wife and servants look upon them What wine you drinke, lett it bee at meales What a sorry dispatch these great persons give to business What is there more to be had of a woman than the possessing her Where a trade hath once been and do decay, it never recovers Wherein every party has laboured to cheat another Willing to receive a bribe if it were offered me Would either conform, or be more wise, and not be catched! Would make a dogg laugh



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB 1964/65 [sp39g10.txt]

Accounts I never did see, or hope again to see in my days At a loss whether it will be better for me to have him die By his many words and no understanding, confound himself Church, where a most insipid young coxcomb preached Clean myself with warm water; my wife will have me Costs me 12d. a kiss after the first Find that now and then a little difference do no hurte Going with her woman to a hot-house to bathe herself Good discourse and counsel from him, which I hope I shall take Great thaw it is not for a man to walk the streets Heard noises over their head upon the leads His disease was the pox and that he must be fluxed (Rupert) I know not how their fortunes may agree If the exportations exceed importations It is a strange thing how fancy works Law against it signifies nothing in the world Law and severity were used against drunkennesse Luxury and looseness of the times Must be forced to confess it to my wife, which troubles me My wife after her bathing lying alone in another bed No man is wise at all times Offer to give me a piece to receive of me 20 Pretends to a resolution of being hereafter very clean Sat an hour or two talking and discoursing . . . . So great a trouble is fear Those bred in the North among the colliers are good for labour Tied our men back to back, and thrown them all into the sea Too much of it will make her know her force too much Up, leaving my wife in bed, being sick of her months When she least shews it hath her wit at work Where money is free, there is great plenty Who is the most, and promises the least, of any man Wife that brings me nothing almost (besides a comely person)



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAR/APR 1964/65 [sp40g10.txt]

Castlemayne is sicke again, people think, slipping her filly Desired me that I would baste his coate Did put evil thoughts in me, but proceeded no further France, which is accounted the best place for bread How Povy overdoes every thing in commending it Never could man say worse himself nor have worse said Wanton as ever she was, with much I made myself merry and away



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY/JUN 1665 [sp41g10.txt]

A vineyard, the first that ever I did see All the towne almost going out of towne (Plague panic) Buy some roll-tobacco to smell to and chaw Consult my pillow upon that and every great thing of my life Convenience of periwiggs is so great Dying this last week of the plague 112, from 43 the week before Hear that the plague is come into the City Houses marked with a red cross upon the doors My old folly and childishnesse hangs upon me still Plague claimed 68,596 victims (in 1665) Pride of some persons and vice of most was but a sad story The coachman that carried [us] cannot know me again Though neither of us care 2d. one for another Which may teach me how I make others wait



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JULY 1665 [sp42g10.txt]

About two o'clock, too late and too soon to go home to bed And all to dinner and sat down to the King saving myself Baseness and looseness of the Court Being able to do little business (but the less the better) Contracted for her as if he had been buying a horse Did bear with it, and very pleasant all the while Doubtfull whether her daughter will like of it or no Endeavouring to strike tallys for money for Tangier For, for her part, she should not be buried in the commons Had what pleasure almost I would with her Hath a good heart to bear, or a cunning one to conceal his evil I have promised, but know not when I shall perform I kissed the bride in bed, and so the curtaines drawne Less he finds of difference between them and other men Lord! in the dullest insipid manner that ever lover did Nan at Moreclacke, very much pleased and merry with her Not had the confidence to take his lady once by the hand Out of my purse I dare not for fear of a precedent Plague, forty last night, the bell always going Pretty to see the young pretty ladies dressed like men So to bed, to be up betimes by the helpe of a larum watch This absence makes us a little strange instead of more fond What silly discourse we had by the way as to love-matters



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, AUGUST 1665 [sp43g10.txt]

A fair salute on horseback, in Rochester streets, of the lady Bagwell's wife waited at the door, and went with me to my office Because I would not be over sure of any thing Being the first Wednesday of the month Bottle of strong water; whereof now and then a sip did me good Copper to the value of L5,000 Disease making us more cruel to one another than if we are doggs Every body is at a great losse and nobody can tell Every body's looks, and discourse in the street is of death First thing of that nature I did ever give her (L10 ring) For my quiet would not enquire into it Give the other notice of the future state, if there was any His wife and three children died, all, I think, in a day How sad a sight it is to see the streets empty of people I met a dead corps of the plague, in the narrow ally In our graves (as Shakespeere resembles it) we could dream King is not at present in purse to do King shall not be able to whip a cat Not liking that it should lie long undone, for fear of death Ordered in the yarde six or eight bargemen to be whipped Pest coaches and put her into it to carry her to a pest house Quakers and others that will not have any bell ring for them Resolving not to be bribed to dispatch business Two shops in three, if not more, generally shut up Well enough pleased this morning with their night's lodging



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, SEPTEMBER 1665 [sp44g10.txt]

And feeling for a chamber-pott, there was none Discourse of Mr. Evelyn touching all manner of learning Fell to sleep as if angry King himself minding nothing but his ease Not to be censured if their necessities drive them to bad Ordered him L2000, and he paid me my quantum out of it Sicke men that are recovered, they lying before our office doors Told us he had not been in a bed in the whole seven years



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, OCTOBER 1665 [sp45g10.txt]

A conceited man, but of no Logique in his head at all Best poem that ever was wrote (Siege of Rhodes) French have taken two and sunk one of our merchant-men Hath sent me masters that do observe that I take pains How little heed is had to the prisoners and sicke and wounded How unhppily a man may fall into a necessity of bribing people Lechery will never leave him Money I have not, nor can get Mr. Evelyn's translating and sending me as a present Poor seamen that lie starving in the streets Saying me to be the fittest man in England Searchers with their rods in their hands



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOV/DEC 1665 [sp46g10.txt]

A most conceited fellow and not over much in him A pretty man, I would be content to break a commandment with him Among many lazy people that the diligent man becomes necessary Delight to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition Great many silly stories they tell of their sport His enemies have done him as much good as he could wish How little merit do prevail in the world, but only favour I am a foole to be troubled at it, since I cannot helpe it L10,000 to the Prince, and half-a-crowne to my Lord of Sandwich Left him with some Commanders at the table taking tobacco One whom a great belly becomes as well as ever I saw any Pleases them mightily, and me not at all See how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody The boy is well, and offers to be searched



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1665 N.S. COMPLETE [sp47g10.txt]

A fair salute on horseback, in Rochester streets, of the lady A most conceited fellow and not over much in him A conceited man, but of no Logique in his head at all A vineyard, the first that ever I did see A pretty man, I would be content to break a commandment with him About two o'clock, too late and too soon to go home to bed Accounts I never did see, or hope again to see in my days All the towne almost going out of towne (Plague panic) Among many lazy people that the diligent man becomes necessary And feeling for a chamber-pott, there was none And all to dinner and sat down to the King saving myself At a loss whether it will be better for me to have him die Bagwell's wife waited at the door, and went with me to my office Baseness and looseness of the Court Because I would not be over sure of any thing Being able to do little business (but the less the better) Being the first Wednesday of the month Best poem that ever was wrote (Siege of Rhodes) Bottle of strong water; whereof now and then a sip did me good Buy some roll-tobacco to smell to and chaw By his many words and no understanding, confound himself Castlemayne is sicke again, people think, slipping her filly Church, where a most insipid young coxcomb preached Clean myself with warm water; my wife will have me Consult my pillow upon that and every great thing of my life Contracted for her as if he had been buying a horse Convenience of periwiggs is so great Copper to the value of L5,000 Costs me 12d. a kiss after the first Delight to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition Desired me that I would baste his coate Did bear with it, and very pleasant all the while Did put evil thoughts in me, but proceeded no further Discourse of Mr. Evelyn touching all manner of learning Disease making us more cruel to one another than if we are doggs Doubtfull whether her daughter will like of it or no Dying this last week of the plague 112, from 43 the week before Endeavouring to strike tallys for money for Tangier Every body is at a great losse and nobody can tell Every body's looks, and discourse in the street is of death Fell to sleep as if angry Find that now and then a little difference do no hurte First thing of that nature I did ever give her (L10 ring) For my quiet would not enquire into it For, for her part, she should not be buried in the commons France, which is accounted the best place for bread French have taken two and sunk one of our merchant-men Give the other notice of the future state, if there was any Going with her woman to a hot-house to bathe herself Good discourse and counsel from him, which I hope I shall take Great many silly stories they tell of their sport Great thaw it is not for a man to walk the streets Had what pleasure almost I would with her Hath sent me masters that do observe that I take pains Hath a good heart to bear, or a cunning one to conceal his evil Hear that the plague is come into the City Heard noises over their head upon the leads His wife and three children died, all, I think, in a day His disease was the pox and that he must be fluxed (Rupert) His enemies have done him as much good as he could wish Houses marked with a red cross upon the doors How sad a sight it is to see the streets empty of people How little merit do prevail in the world, but only favour How little heed is had to the prisoners and sicke and wounded How Povy overdoes every thing in commending it How unhppily a man may fall into a necessity of bribing people I kissed the bride in bed, and so the curtaines drawne I have promised, but know not when I shall perform I know not how their fortunes may agree I met a dead corps of the plague, in the narrow ally I am a foole to be troubled at it, since I cannot helpe it If the exportations exceed importations In our graves (as Shakespeere resembles it) we could dream It is a strange thing how fancy works King shall not be able to whip a cat King himself minding nothing but his ease King is not at present in purse to do L10,000 to the Prince, and half-a-crowne to my Lord of Sandwich Law against it signifies nothing in the world Law and severity were used against drunkennesse Lechery will never leave him Left him with some Commanders at the table taking tobacco Less he finds of difference between them and other men Lord! in the dullest insipid manner that ever lover did Luxury and looseness of the times Money I have not, nor can get Mr. Evelyn's translating and sending me as a present Must be forced to confess it to my wife, which troubles me My wife after her bathing lying alone in another bed My old folly and childishnesse hangs upon me still Nan at Moreclacke, very much pleased and merry with her Never could man say worse himself nor have worse said No man is wise at all times Not had the confidence to take his lady once by the hand Not liking that it should lie long undone, for fear of death Not to be censured if their necessities drive them to bad Offer to give me a piece to receive of me 20 One whom a great belly becomes as well as ever I saw any Ordered him L2000, and he paid me my quantum out of it Ordered in the yarde six or eight bargemen to be whipped Out of my purse I dare not for fear of a precedent Pest coaches and put her into it to carry her to a pest house Plague claimed 68,596 victims (in 1665) Plague, forty last night, the bell always going Pleases them mightily, and me not at all Poor seamen that lie starving in the streets Pretends to a resolution of being hereafter very clean Pretty to see the young pretty ladies dressed like men Pride of some persons and vice of most was but a sad story Quakers and others that will not have any bell ring for them Resolving not to be bribed to dispatch business Sat an hour or two talking and discoursing . . . . Saying me to be the fittest man in England Searchers with their rods in their hands See how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody Sicke men that are recovered, they lying before our office doors So to bed, to be up betimes by the helpe of a larum watch So great a trouble is fear The coachman that carried [us] cannot know me again The boy is well, and offers to be searched This absence makes us a little strange instead of more fond Those bred in the North among the colliers are good for labour Though neither of us care 2d. one for another Tied our men back to back, and thrown them all into the sea Told us he had not been in a bed in the whole seven years Too much of it will make her know her force too much Two shops in three, if not more, generally shut up Up, leaving my wife in bed, being sick of her months Wanton as ever she was, with much I made myself merry and away Well enough pleased this morning with their night's lodging What silly discourse we had by the way as to love-matters When she least shews it hath her wit at work Where money is free, there is great plenty Which may teach me how I make others wait Who is the most, and promises the least, of any man Wife that brings me nothing almost (besides a comely person)



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JAN/FEB 1965/66 [sp48g10.txt]

After a harsh word or two my wife and I good friends By and by met at her chamber, and there did what I would Did drink of the College beer, which is very good Got her upon my knee (the coach being full) and played with her Lady Duchesse the veryest slut and drudge Last act of friendship in telling me of my faults also Scotch song of "Barbary Allen" Tooth-ake made him no company, and spoilt ours Wherewith to give every body something for their pains Who must except against every thing and remedy nothing



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAR/APR 1665/66 [SP#49][sp49g10.txt]4164

Ashamed at myself for this losse of time Begun to write idle and from the purpose Counterfeit mirthe and pleasure with them, but had but little Driven down again with a stinke by Sir W. Pen's shying of a pot Great newes of the Swedes declaring for us against the Dutch He has been inconvenienced by being too free in discourse Mass, and some of their musique, which is not so contemptible Reading over my dear "Faber fortunae," of my Lord Bacon's Thence to Mrs. Martin's, and did what I would with her Through want of money and good conduct Too late for them to enjoy it with any pleasure Tooke my wife well dressed into the Hall to see and be seen



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY/JUN 1666 [sp50g10.txt]

A cat will be a cat still And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone Apprehension of the King of France's invading us As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body Baited at Islington, and so late home about 11 at night Called at a little ale-house, and had an eele pye Checking her last night in the coach in her long stories Foretelling the draught of water of a ship before she be launche Great deale of tittle tattle discourse to little purpose He is such innocent company Here I first saw oranges grow I do not value her, or mind her as I ought I to bed even by daylight Long petticoat dragging under their men's coats Mightily pleased with myself for the business that I have done Mightily vexed at my being abroad with these women Never fought with worse officers in his life Not being well pleased with her over free and loose company Now very big, and within a fortnight of lying down Out also to and fro, to see and be seen Providing against a foule day to get as much money into my hands Rejoiced over head and ears in this good newes Requisite I be prepared against the man's friendship Sang till about twelve at night, with mighty pleasure Send up and down for a nurse to take the girle home Shy of any warr hereafter, or to prepare better for it So back again home to supper and to bed with great pleasure So home and to supper with beans and bacon and to bed That I may look as a man minding business There did what I would with her There did what 'je voudrais avec' her . . . . Think that we are beaten in every respect This is the use we make of our fathers Took him home the money, and, though much to my grief Unless my too-much addiction to pleasure undo me What itching desire I did endeavour to see Bagwell's wife Young man play the foole upon the doctrine of purgatory



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JULY 1666 [sp51g10.txt]

Better the musique, the more sicke it makes him Contempt of the ceremoniousnesse of the King of Spayne Listening to no reasoning for it, be it good or bad Many women now-a-days of mean sort in the streets, but no men Milke, which I drank to take away, my heartburne No money to do it with, nor anybody to trust us without it Rather hear a cat mew, than the best musique in the world Says, of all places, if there be hell, it is here So to bed in some little discontent, but no words from me The gentlemen captains will undo us To bed, after washing my legs and feet with warm water Venison-pasty that we have for supper to-night to the cook's With a shower of hail as big as walnuts World sees now the use of them for shelter of men (fore-castles)



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, AUG/SEP 1666 [sp52g10.txt]

About my new closet, for my mind is full of nothing but that About the nature of sounds All the innocent pleasure in the world Angry, and so continued till bed, and did not sleep friends Beare-garden Being examined at Allgate, whether we were husbands and wives Did dig another, and put our wine in it; and I my Parmazan cheese Do bury still of the plague seven or eight in a day Durst not ask any body how it was with us Evelyn, who cries out against it, and calls it bitchering Fire grow; and, as it grew darker, appeared more and more Good sport of the bull's tossing of the dogs Great fire they saw in the City Horrid malicious bloody flame I never did observe so much of myself in my life No manner of means used to quench the fire Not permit her begin to do so, lest worse should follow Offered to stop the fire near his house for such a reward Pain to ride in a coach with them, for fear of being seen Plot in it, and that the French had done it Put up with too much care, that I have forgot where they are Removing goods from one burned house to another Sad sight it was: the whole City almost on fire Staying out late, and painting in the absence of her husband There did 'tout ce que je voudrais avec' her This unhappinesse of ours do give them heart Ye pulling down of houses, in ye way of ye fire



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, OCTOBER 1666 [sp53g10.txt]

Being there, and seeming to do something, while we do not Bill against importing Irish cattle Bringing over one discontented man, you raise up three But how many years I cannot tell; but my wife says ten But pretty! how I took another pretty woman for her Catholiques are everywhere and bold Did tumble them all the afternoon as I pleased Discoursing upon the sad condition of the times Exceeding kind to me, more than usual, which makes me afeard Fashion, the King says; he will never change I did what I would, and might have done anything else King be desired to put all Catholiques out of employment King hath lost his power, by submitting himself to this way So home to supper, and to bed, it being my wedding night The very rum man must have L200 Time spending, and no money to set anything in hand



DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOVEMBER 1666 [sp54g10.txt]

Amending of bad blood by borrowing from a better body And for his beef, says he, "Look how fat it is" First their apes, that they may be afterwards their slaves For a land-tax and against a general excise I had six noble dishes for them, dressed by a man-cook In opposition to France, had made us throw off their fashion Magnifying the graces of the nobility and prelates Origin in the use of a plane against the grain of the wood Play on the harpsicon, till she tired everybody Reading to my wife and brother something in Chaucer Said that there hath been a design to poison the King Tax the same man in three or four several capacities There I did lay the beginnings of a future 'amour con elle' Too much ill newes true, to afflict ourselves with uncertain What I had writ foule in short hand

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