Commons, where there is nothing done but by pa.s.sion, and faction Disquiet all night, telling of the clock till it was daylight Painful to keep money, as well as to get it Sorry thing to be a poor King Spares not to blame another to defend himself Wise man"s not being wise at all times
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOVEMBER 1667 [sp67g10.txt]
Anthem anything but instrumentall musique with the voice Chief Court of judicature (House of Lords) Confidence, and vanity, and disparages everything Had the umbles of it for dinner I am not a man able to go through trouble, as other men Liberty of speech in the House Nor offer anything, but just what is drawn out of a man Through my wife"s illness had a bad night of it, and she a worse What I said would not hold water
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, DECEMBER 1967 [sp68g10.txt]
A gainful trade, but yet make me great trouble Every body leads, and n.o.body follows Lady Castlemayne"s nose out of joynt Make a man wonder at the good fortune of such a fool Mr. William Pen a Quaker again Run over their beads with one hand, and point and play and talk Silence; it being seldom any wrong to a man to say nothing Speaks rarely, which pleases me mightily Sport to me to see him so earnest on so little occasion Supper and to bed without one word one to another Voyage to Newcastle for coles
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, 1667 N.S. COMPLETE [sp69g10.txt]
20s. in money, and what wine she needed, for the burying him A gainful trade, but yet make me great trouble Act of Council pa.s.sed, to put out all Papists in office Advantage a man of the law hath over all other people And a deal of do of which I am weary Angling with a minikin, a gut-string varnished over Anthem anything but instrumentall musique with the voice Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so As he called it, the King"s seventeenth wh.o.r.e abroad Baker"s house in Pudding Lane, where the late great fire begun Beginnings of discontents take so much root between us Being taken with a Psalmbook or Testament Better now than never Bill against importing Cattle from Ireland Bold to deliver what he thinks on every occasion Bring me a periwig, but it was full of nits But do it with mighty vanity and talking But my wife vexed, which vexed me Buying his place of my Lord Barkely Buying up of goods in case there should be war Cast stones with his horne crooke Certainly Annapolis must be defended,--where is Annapolis?
Chief Court of judicature (House of Lords) Clap of the pox which he got about twelve years ago Come to us out of bed in his furred mittens and furred cap Commons, where there is nothing done but by pa.s.sion, and faction Confidence, and vanity, and disparages everything Consider that this is all the pleasure I live for in the world Court full of great apprehensions of the French Court is in a way to ruin all for their pleasures Credit of this office hath received by this rogue"s occasion Dash the brains of it out before the King"s face Declared he will never have another public mistress again Desk fastened to one of the armes of his chayre Did take me up very prettily in one or two things that I said Dinner, an ill and little mean one, with foul cloth and dishes Disquiet all night, telling of the clock till it was daylight Do outdo the Lords infinitely (debates in the Commons) Dog, that would turn a sheep any way which Dutch fleets being in so many places Eat some of the best cheese-cakes that ever I eat in my life Enough existed to build a ship (Pieces of the true Cross) Enviously, said, I could not come honestly by them Erasmus "de scribendis epistolis"
Every body leads, and n.o.body follows Father, who to supper and betimes to bed at his country hours Feared she hath from some [one] or other of a present Fell a-crying for joy, being all maudlin and kissing one another Fool"s play with which all publick things are done For I will not be inward with him that is open to another For I will be hanged before I seek to him, unless I see I need Found to be with child, do never stir out of their beds Give the King of France Nova Scotia, which he do not like Gold holds up its price still Good purpose of fitting ourselves for another war (A Peace) Had his hand cut off, and was hanged presently!
Had the umbles of it for dinner Hates to have any body mention what he had done the day before Hath given her the pox, but I hope it is not so Have not any awe over them from the King"s displeasure (Commons) He was charged with making himself popular He is not a man fit to be told what one hears He will do no good, he being a man of an unsettled head He is a man of no worth in the world but compliment Heeling her on one side to make her draw little water History of this day"s growth, we cannot tell the truth House of Lords is the last appeal that a man can make How do the children?
Hugged, it being cold now in the mornings . . . .
Hunt up and down with its mouth if you touch the cheek I would not enquire into anything, but let her talk I am not a man able to go through trouble, as other men I having now seen a play every day this week I perceive no pa.s.sion in a woman can be lasting long I did get her hand to me under my cloak I love the treason I hate the traitor I find her painted, which makes me loathe her (cosmetics) If the word Inquisition be but mentioned Ill-bred woman, would take exceptions at anything any body said Ill sign when we are once to come to study how to excuse Just set down to dinner, and I dined with them, as I intended King do resolve to declare the Duke of Monmouth legitimate King is at the command of any woman like a slave King the necessity of having, at least, a show of religion King is offended with the Duke of Richmond"s marrying King of France did think other princes fit for nothing King governed by his l.u.s.t, and women, and rogues about him King"s service is undone, and those that trust him perish Kingdom will fall back again to a commonwealth Know yourself to be secure, in being necessary to the office Lady Castlemayne"s nose out of joynt Lady Castlemayne is compounding with the King for a pension Liberty of speech in the House Little content most people have in the peace Little worth of this world, to buy it with so much pain Looks to lie down about two months hence Make a man wonder at the good fortune of such a fool Mazer or drinking-bowl turned out of some kind of wood Mean, methinks, and is as if they had married like dog and b.i.t.c.h Mirrors which makes the room seem both bigger and lighter Mr. William Pen a Quaker again Mrs. Stewart"s sending the King his jewels again Much difficulty to get pews, I offering the s.e.xton money Musique in the morning to call up our new-married people Must yet pay to the Poll Bill for this pension (unreceived) My wife will keep to one another and let the world go hang My intention to learn to trill My people do observe my minding my pleasure more than usual My wife this night troubled at my leaving her alone so much Necessary, and yet the peace is so bad in its terms Never laughed so in all my life. I laughed till my head ached Never was known to keep two mistresses in his life (Charles II.) Never, while he lives, truckle under any body or any faction Never to keep a country-house, but to keep a coach New medall, where, in little, there is Mrs. Steward"s face Night the Dutch burned our ships the King did sup with Castlemayne No man knowing what to do, whether to sell or buy n.o.body knows which side will be uppermost n.o.body being willing to trust us for anything Nor offer anything, but just what is drawn out of a man Not more than I expected, nor so much by a great deal as I ought Not thinking them safe men to receive such a gratuity Now above six months since (smoke from the cellars) Officers are four years behind-hand unpaid Only because she sees it is the fashion (She likes it) Outdo for neatness and plenty anything done by any of them Painful to keep money, as well as to get it Pit, where the bears are baited Poll Bill Pressing in it as if none of us had like care with him Prince"s being trepanned, which was in doing just as we pa.s.sed Proud that she shall come to trill Receive the applications of people, and hath presents Reparation for what we had embezzled Run over their beads with one hand, and point and play and talk Said to die with the cleanest hands that ever any Lord Treasurer Saying, that for money he might be got to our side Says of wood, that it is an excrescence of the earth Seems she hath had long melancholy upon her Sermon ended, and the church broke up, and my amours ended also Sermon upon Original Sin, neither understood by himself Sermon without affectation or study Shame such a rogue should give me and all of us this trouble She has this silly vanity that she must play Sick of it and of him for it Silence; it being seldom any wrong to a man to say nothing Singing with many voices is not singing So every thing stands still for money Some ends of my own in what advice I do give her Sorry thing to be a poor King Spares not to blame another to defend himself Sparrowgra.s.s Speaks rarely, which pleases me mightily Spends his time here most, playing at bowles Sport to me to see him so earnest on so little occasion Street ordered to be continued, forty feet broad, from Paul"s Supper and to bed without one word one to another Suspect the badness of the peace we shall make Swear they will not go to be killed and have no pay Take pins out of her pocket to p.r.i.c.k me if I should touch her The pleasure of my not committing these things to my memory The world do not grow old at all The gates of the City shut, it being so late Their condition was a little below my present state Then home, and merry with my wife They are all mad; and thus the kingdom is governed!
They want where to set their feet, to begin to do any thing Think never to see this woman--at least, to have her here more Though he knows, if he be not a fool, that I love him not Through my wife"s illness had a bad night of it, and she a worse To my joy, I met not with any that have sped better than myself Troubled to think what trouble a rogue may without cause give Uncertainty of all history Used to make coal fires, and wash my foul clothes Very great tax; but yet I do think it is so perplexed Voyage to Newcastle for coles We find the two young ladies come home, and their patches off Weary of it; but it will please the citizens Weigh him after he had done playing What way a man could devise to lose so much in so little time What I said would not hold water Whatever I do give to anybody else, I shall give her Where a piece of the Cross is Which he left him in the lurch Whip this child till the blood come, if it were my child!
Who continues so ill as not to be troubled with business Whom, in mirth to us, he calls Antichrist Whose red nose makes me ashamed to be seen with him Wise man"s not being wise at all times Wise men do prepare to remove abroad what they have Wonders that she cannot be as good within as she is fair without Wretch, n., often used as an expression of endearment Yet let him remember the days of darkness Young fellow, with his hat c.o.c.ked like a fool behind
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JANUARY 1667/68 [sp70g10.txt]
And they did lay pigeons to his feet As all other women, cry, and yet talk of other things Carry them to a box, which did cost me 20s., besides oranges Declared, if he come, she would not live with me Fear that the goods and estate would be seized (after suicide) Fears some will stand for the tolerating of Papists Greater number of Counsellors is, the more confused the issue He that will not stoop for a pin, will never be worth a pound In my nature am mighty unready to answer no to anything It may be, be able to pay for it, or have health Lady Castlemayne do rule all at this time as much as ever No man was ever known to lose the first time She loves to be taken dressing herself, as I always find her The devil being too cunning to discourage a gamester The manner of the gaming This kind of prophane, mad entertainment they give themselves Turn out every man that will be drunk, they must turn out all Where I expect most I find least satisfaction
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, FEBRUARY 1667/68 [sp71g10.txt]
Being very poor and mean as to the bearing with trouble Bite at the stone, and not at the hand that flings it Burned it, that it might not be among my books to my shame Come to see them in bed together, on their wedding-night Fear what would become of me if any real affliction should come Force a man to swear against himself L"escholle des filles, a lewd book Live of L100 a year with more plenty, and wine and wenches No pleasure--only the variety of it
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MARCH 1667/68 [sp72g10.txt]
Act against Nonconformists and Papists Bookseller"s, and there looked for Montaigne"s Essays Bought Montaigne"s Essays, in English But if she will ruin herself, I cannot help it Endangering the nation, when he knew himself such a coward I know not how in the world to abstain from reading Inventing a better theory of musique King, "it is then but Mr. Pepys making of another speech to them"
Never saw so many sit four hours together to hear any man Not eat a bit of good meat till he has got money to pay the men Slabbering themselves, and mirth fit for clownes 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 Uncertainty of beauty Without importunity or the contrary
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, APRIL 1668 [sp73g10.txt]
Best fence against the Parliament"s present fury is delay But this the world believes, and so let them Coach to W. Coventry about Mrs. Pett, 1s.
Ever have done his maister better service than to hang for him?
Making their own advantages to the disturbance of the peace Parliament being vehement against the Nonconformists Rough notes were made to serve for a sort of account book Saw two battles of c.o.c.ks, wherein is no great sport Whip a boy at each place they stop at in their procession Work that is not made the work of any one man
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, MAY 1668 [sp74g10.txt]
And will not kiss a woman since his wife"s death Beating of a poor little dog to death, letting it lie City to be burned, and the Papists to cut our throats Disorder in the pit by its raining in, from the cupola Down to the Whey house and drank some and eat some curds Eat some b.u.t.ter and radishes Little company there, which made it very unpleasing So time do alter, and do doubtless the like in myself There setting a poor man to keep my place Whom I find in bed, and pretended a little not well
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, JUN/JUL 1668 [sp75g10.txt]
At work, till I was almost blind, which makes my heart sad Bristol milk (the sherry) in the vaults But get no ground there yet Cannot be clean to go so many bodies together in the same water City pay him great respect, and he the like to the meanest Cost me L5, which troubles me, but yet do please me also Espinette is the French term for a small harpsichord Forced to change gold, 8s. 7d.; servants and poor, 1s. 6d.
Frequent trouble in things we deserve best in How natural it is for us to slight people out of power I could have answered, but forbore Little pleasure now in a play, the company being but little Made him admire my drawing a thing presently in shorthand My wife hath something in her gizzard, that only waits My wife"s neglect of things, and impertinent humour So out, and lost our way, which made me vexed Suffered her humour to spend, till we begun to be very quiet Troubled me, to see the confidence of the vice of the age Up, finding our beds good, but lousy; which made us merry Weather being very wet and hot to keep meat in.
When he was seriously ill he declared himself a Roman Catholic Where a pedlar was in bed, and made him rise
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, AUGUST 1668 [sp76g10.txt]
And the woman so silly, as to let her go that took it But what they did, I did not enquire Family governed so n.o.bly and neatly as do me good to see it I know not whether to be glad or sorry My heart beginning to falsify in this business Pictures of some Maids of Honor: good, but not like Resolved to go through it, and it is too late to help it now Saw "Mackbeth," to our great content The factious part of the Parliament Though I know it will set the Office and me by the ears for ever
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, SEP/OCT 1668 [sp77g10.txt]
A book the Bishops will not let be printed again All things to be managed with faction Being the people that, at last, will be found the wisest Business of abusing the Puritans begins to grow stale Cannot get suitably, without breach of his honour Caustic attack on Sir Robert Howard Doe from Cobham, when the season comes, bucks season being past Forgetting many things, which her master beat her for Glad to be at friendship with me, though we hate one another I away with great content, my mind being troubled before My wife having a mind to see the play "Bartholomew-Fayre"
My wife, coming up suddenly, did find me embracing the girl Presbyterian style and the Independent are the best Ridiculous nonsensical book set out by Will. Pen, for the Quaker Shows how unfit I am for trouble Sir, your faithful and humble servant The most ingenious men may sometimes be mistaken Their ladies in the box, being grown mighty kind of a sudden Vexed me, but I made no matter of it, but vexed to myself With hangings not fit to be seen with mine
DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS, NOVEMBER 1668 [sp78g10.txt]
Calling me dog and rogue, and that I had a rotten heart Have me get to be a Parliament-man the next Parliament I have a good mind to have the maidenhead of this girl Resolve never to give her trouble of that kind more Should alway take somebody with me, or her herself There being no curse in the world so great as this