ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS FOR 1960 N.S. PEPY'S DIARY

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

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