ETEXT EDITOR’S BOOKMARKS, PEPY’S DIARY, 1966 N.S., COMPLETE:

A cat will be a cat still

About the nature of sounds

About my new closet, for my mind is full of nothing but that

After a harsh word or two my wife and I good friends

All the innocent pleasure in the world

Amending of bad blood by borrowing from a better body

And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone

And for his beef, says he, “Look how fat it is”

Angry, and so continued till bed, and did not sleep friends

Apprehension of the King of France’s invading us

As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body

Ashamed at myself for this losse of time

Baited at Islington, and so late home about 11 at night

Beare-garden

Begun to write idle and from the purpose

Being there, and seeming to do something, while we do not

Being examined at Allgate, whether we were husbands and wives

Being five years behindhand for their wages (court musicians)

Better the musique, the more sicke it makes him

Bill against importing Irish cattle

Bringing over one discontented man, you raise up three

But pretty! how I took another pretty woman for her

But fit she should live where he hath a mind

But how many years I cannot tell; but my wife says ten

By and by met at her chamber, and there did what I would

Called at a little ale-house, and had an eele pye

Catholiques are everywhere and bold

Checking her last night in the coach in her long stories

Contempt of the ceremoniousnesse of the King of Spayne

Counterfeit mirthe and pleasure with them, but had but little

Did tumble them all the afternoon as I pleased

Did drink of the College beer, which is very good

Did dig another, and put our wine in it; and I my Parmazan cheese

Discoursing upon the sad condition of the times

Do bury still of the plague seven or eight in a day

Driven down again with a stinke by Sir W. Pen’s shying of a pot

Durst not ask any body how it was with us

Evelyn, who cries out against it, and calls it bitchering

Exceeding kind to me, more than usual, which makes me afeard

Fashion, the King says; he will never change

Fire grow; and, as it grew darker, appeared more and more

First their apes, that they may be afterwards their slaves

For a land-tax and against a general excise

Foretelling the draught of water of a ship before she be launche

Gladder to have just now received it (than a promise)

Good sport of the bull’s tossing of the dogs

Got her upon my knee (the coach being full) and played with her

Great fire they saw in the City

Great deale of tittle tattle discourse to little purpose

Great newes of the Swedes declaring for us against the Dutch

He is such innocent company

He has been inconvenienced by being too free in discourse

Here I first saw oranges grow

Horrid malicious bloody flame

I to bed even by daylight

I do not value her, or mind her as I ought

I did what I would, and might have done anything else

I never did observe so much of myself in my life

I had six noble dishes for them, dressed by a man-cook

In opposition to France, had made us throw off their fashion

King hath lost his power, by submitting himself to this way

King be desired to put all Catholiques out of employment

Lady Duchesse the veryest slut and drudge

Last act of friendship in telling me of my faults also

Listening to no reasoning for it, be it good or bad

Long petticoat dragging under their men’s coats

Magnifying the graces of the nobility and prelates

Many women now-a-days of mean sort in the streets, but no men

Mass, and some of their musique, which is not so contemptible

Mightily pleased with myself for the business that I have done

Mightily vexed at my being abroad with these women

Milke, which I drank to take away, my heartburne

Most homely widow, but young, and pretty rich, and good natured

Never fought with worse officers in his life

No Parliament can, as he says, be kept long good

No manner of means used to quench the fire

No money to do it with, nor anybody to trust us without it

Not being well pleased with her over free and loose company

Not permit her begin to do so, lest worse should follow

Now very big, and within a fortnight of lying down

Offered to stop the fire near his house for such a reward

Origin in the use of a plane against the grain of the wood

Out also to and fro, to see and be seen

Pain to ride in a coach with them, for fear of being seen

Peace with France, which, as a Presbyterian, he do not like

Play on the harpsicon, till she tired everybody

Plot in it, and that the French had done it

Providing against a foule day to get as much money into my hands

Put up with too much care, that I have forgot where they are

Rather hear a cat mew, than the best musique in the world

Reading over my dear “Faber fortunae,” of my Lord Bacon’s

Reading to my wife and brother something in Chaucer

Rejoiced over head and ears in this good newes

Removing goods from one burned house to another

Requisite I be prepared against the man’s friendship

Sad sight it was: the whole City almost on fire

Said that there hath been a design to poison the King

Sang till about twelve at night, with mighty pleasure

Says, of all places, if there be hell, it is here

Scotch song of “Barbary Allen”

Send up and down for a nurse to take the girle home

Shy of any warr hereafter, or to prepare better for it

So home to supper, and to bed, it being my wedding night

So back again home to supper and to bed with great pleasure

So to bed in some little discontent, but no words from me

So home and to supper with beans and bacon and to bed

Staying out late, and painting in the absence of her husband

Tax the same man in three or four several capacities

That I may have nothing by me but what is worth keeping

That I may look as a man minding business

The gentlemen captains will undo us

The very rum man must have L200

Thence to Mrs. Martin’s, and did what I would with her

There did what ‘je voudrais avec’ her....

There did ‘tout ce que je voudrais avec’ her

There I did lay the beginnings of a future ‘amour con elle’

There did what I would with her

Think that we are beaten in every respect

This is the use we make of our fathers

This unhappinesse of ours do give them heart

Through want of money and good conduct

Time spending, and no money to set anything in hand

To bed, after washing my legs and feet with warm water

Too late for them to enjoy it with any pleasure

Too much ill newes true, to afflict ourselves with uncertain

Took him home the money, and, though much to my grief

Tooke my wife well dressed into the Hall to see and be seen

Tooth-ake made him no company, and spoilt ours

Unless my too-much addiction to pleasure undo me

Venison-pasty that we have for supper to-night to the cook’s

Weary of the following of my pleasure

What I had writ foule in short hand

What itching desire I did endeavour to see Bagwell’s wife

Wherewith to give every body something for their pains

Who must except against every thing and remedy nothing

With a shower of hail as big as walnuts

World sees now the use of them for shelter of men (fore-castles)

Ye pulling down of houses, in ye way of ye fire

Young man play the foole upon the doctrine of purgatory

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