ETEXT EDITOR’S BOOKMARKS, DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1668 N.S., COMPLETE:

A book the Bishops will not let be printed again

Act against Nonconformists and Papists

All things to be managed with faction

And will not kiss a woman since his wife’s death

And the woman so silly, as to let her go that took it

And they did lay pigeons to his feet

As all other women, cry, and yet talk of other things

At work, till I was almost blind, which makes my heart sad

Beating of a poor little dog to death, letting it lie

Being very poor and mean as to the bearing with trouble

Being the people that, at last, will be found the wisest

Best fence against the Parliament’s present fury is delay

Bite at the stone, and not at the hand that flings it

Bookseller’s, and there looked for Montaigne’s Essays

Bought Montaigne’s Essays, in English

Bristol milk (the sherry) in the vaults

Burned it, that it might not be among my books to my shame

Business of abusing the Puritans begins to grow stale

But get no ground there yet

But this the world believes, and so let them

But what they did, I did not enquire

But if she will ruin herself, I cannot help it

Calling me dog and rogue, and that I had a rotten heart

Cannot get suitably, without breach of his honour

Cannot be clean to go so many bodies together in the same water

Carry them to a box, which did cost me 20s., besides oranges

Caustic attack on Sir Robert Howard

City to be burned, and the Papists to cut our throats

City pay him great respect, and he the like to the meanest

Coach to W. Coventry about Mrs. Pett, 1s.

Come to see them in bed together, on their wedding-night

Cost me L5, which troubles me, but yet do please me also

Craft and cunning concerning the buying and choosing of horses

Declared, if he come, she would not live with me

Did see the knaveries and tricks of jockeys

Disorder in the pit by its raining in, from the cupola

Doe from Cobham, when the season comes, bucks season being past

Down to the Whey house and drank some and eat some curds

Eat some butter and radishes

Endangering the nation, when he knew himself such a coward

Espinette is the French term for a small harpsichord

Ever have done his maister better service than to hang for him?

Family governed so nobly and neatly as do me good to see it

Fear what would become of me if any real affliction should come

Fear that the goods and estate would be seized (after suicide)

Fears some will stand for the tolerating of Papists

Force a man to swear against himself

Forced to change gold, 8s. 7d.; servants and poor, 1s. 6d.

Forgetting many things, which her master beat her for

Frequent trouble in things we deserve best in

Glad to be at friendship with me, though we hate one another

Greater number of Counsellors is, the more confused the issue

Hath not a liberty of begging till he hath served three years

Have me get to be a Parliament-man the next Parliament

He that will not stoop for a pin, will never be worth a pound

He told me that he had so good spies

How natural it is for us to slight people out of power

I know not how in the world to abstain from reading

I have a good mind to have the maidenhead of this girl

I could have answered, but forbore

I away with great content, my mind being troubled before

I know not whether to be glad or sorry

In my nature am mighty unready to answer no to anything

Inventing a better theory of musique

It may be, be able to pay for it, or have health

King, “it is then but Mr. Pepys making of another speech to them”

L’escholle des filles, a lewd book

Lady Castlemayne do rule all at this time as much as ever

Laissez nous affaire--Colbert

Little company there, which made it very unpleasing

Little pleasure now in a play, the company being but little

Live of L100 a year with more plenty, and wine and wenches

Made him admire my drawing a thing presently in shorthand

Making their own advantages to the disturbance of the peace

My wife having a mind to see the play “Bartholomew-Fayre”

My wife hath something in her gizzard, that only waits

My wife, coming up suddenly, did find me embracing the girl

My wife’s neglect of things, and impertinent humour

My heart beginning to falsify in this business

Never saw so many sit four hours together to hear any man

No pleasure--only the variety of it

No man was ever known to lose the first time

Nonconformists do now preach openly in houses

Not eat a bit of good meat till he has got money to pay the men

Offered to shew my wife further satisfaction if she desired

Parliament being vehement against the Nonconformists

Pictures of some Maids of Honor: good, but not like

Presbyterian style and the Independent are the best

Resolve never to give her trouble of that kind more

Resolved to go through it, and it is too late to help it now

Ridiculous nonsensical book set out by Will. Pen, for the Quaker

Rough notes were made to serve for a sort of account book

Saw two battles of cocks, wherein is no great sport

Saw “Mackbeth,” to our great content

Seeing that he cared so little if he was out

She loves to be taken dressing herself, as I always find her

Should alway take somebody with me, or her herself

Shows how unfit I am for trouble

Sir, your faithful and humble servant

Slabbering themselves, and mirth fit for clownes

So out, and lost our way, which made me vexed

So time do alter, and do doubtless the like in myself

Suffered her humour to spend, till we begun to be very quiet

Tell me that I speak in my dreams

The factious part of the Parliament

The manner of the gaming

The most ingenious men may sometimes be mistaken

The devil being too cunning to discourage a gamester

Their ladies in the box, being grown mighty kind of a sudden

There being no curse in the world so great as this

There setting a poor man to keep my place

This kind of prophane, mad entertainment they give themselves

Though I know it will set the Office and me by the ears for ever

To be enjoyed while we are young and capable of these joys

Tried the effect of my silence and not provoking her

Trouble, and more money, to every Watch, to them to drink

Troubled me, to see the confidence of the vice of the age

Turn out every man that will be drunk, they must turn out all

Uncertainty of beauty

Up, finding our beds good, but lousy; which made us merry

Vexed me, but I made no matter of it, but vexed to myself

Weather being very wet and hot to keep meat in.

When he was seriously ill he declared himself a Roman Catholic

Where I expect most I find least satisfaction

Where a pedlar was in bed, and made him rise

Whip a boy at each place they stop at in their procession

Whom I find in bed, and pretended a little not well

With hangings not fit to be seen with mine

Without importunity or the contrary

Work that is not made the work of any one man

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