The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete

              [This moved, by the editor, to the end
              where it seems to fit more comfortably.]

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     Broken sort of people, that have not much to lose
     But so fearful I am of discontenting my wife
     By her wedding-ring, I suppose he hath married her at last
     Dine with them, at my cozen Roger’s mistress’s
     Drawing up a foul draught of my petition to the Duke of York
     Dutchmen come out of the mouth and tail of a Hamburgh sow
     Fain to keep a woman on purpose at 20s. a week
     Find it a base copy of a good originall, that vexed me
     Found in my head and body about twenty lice, little and great
     Have not much to lose, and therefore will venture all
     His satisfaction is nothing worth, it being easily got
     I have itched mightily these 6 or 7 days
     I know I have made myself an immortal enemy by it
     Lady Castlemayne is now in a higher command over the King
     Last day of their doubtfulness touching her being with child
     Mighty fond in the stories she tells of her son Will
     Nor was there any pretty woman that I did see, but my wife
     Observing my eyes to be mightily employed in the playhouse
     Proud, carping, insolent, and ironically-prophane stile
     Quite according to the fashion—nothing to drink or eat
     She finds that I am lousy
     Unquiet which her ripping up of old faults will give me
     Up, and with W. Hewer, my guard, to White Hall
     Weeping to myself for grief, which she discerning, come to bed
     With egg to keep off the glaring of the light

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     20s. in money, and what wine she needed, for the burying him
     A mad merry slut she is
     A real and not a complimentary acknowledgment
     A good handsome wench I kissed, the first that I have seen
     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
     A little while since a very likely man to live as any I knew
     A lady spit backward upon me by a mistake
     A gainful trade, but yet make me great trouble
     A great baboon, but so much like a man in most things
     A play not very good, though commended much
     A very fine dinner
     A cat will be a cat still
     A book the Bishops will not let be printed again
     A woman sober, and no high-flyer, as he calls it
     A most tedious, unreasonable, and impertinent sermon
     About two o’clock, too late and too soon to go home to bed
     About several businesses, hoping to get money by them
     About my new closet, for my mind is full of nothing but that
     About the nature of sounds
     Academy was dissolved by order of the Pope
     Accounts I never did see, or hope again to see in my days
     Act against Nonconformists and Papists
     Act of Council passed, to put out all Papists in office
     Advantage a man of the law hath over all other people
     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
     After awhile I caressed her and parted seeming friends
     After many protestings by degrees I did arrive at what I would
     After dinner my wife comes up to me and all friends again
     After oysters, at first course, a hash of rabbits, a lamb
     After some pleasant talk, my wife, Ashwell, and I to bed
     After a harsh word or two my wife and I good friends
     Again that she spoke but somewhat of what she had in her heart
     Agreed at L3 a year (she would not serve under)
     All ended in love
     All the men were dead of the plague, and the ship cast ashore
     All made much worse in their report among people than they are
     All the fleas came to him and not to me
     All divided that were bred so long at school together
     All may see how slippery places all courtiers stand in
     All things to be managed with faction
     All the innocent pleasure in the world
     All the towne almost going out of towne (Plague panic)
     Ambassador—that he is an honest man sent to lie abroad
     Amending of bad blood by borrowing from a better body
     Among all the beauties there, my wife was thought the greatest
     Among  many lazy people that the diligent man becomes necessary
     An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport
     An offer of L500 for a Baronet’s dignity
     And for his beef, says he, “Look how fat it is”
      And the woman so silly, as to let her go that took it
     And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone
     And will not kiss a woman since his wife’s death
     And a deal of do of which I am weary
     And they did lay pigeons to his feet
     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 all to dinner and sat down to the King saving myself
     And feeling for a chamber-pott, there was none
     And with the great men in curing of their claps
     And so to bed, my father lying with me in Ashwell’s bed
     And in all this not so much as one
     And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home
     Angling with a minikin, a gut-string varnished over
     Angry, and so continued till bed, and did not sleep friends
     Anthem anything but instrumentall musique with the voice
     Apprehend about one hundred Quakers
     Apprehension of the King of France’s invading us
     Aptness I have to be troubled at any thing that crosses me
     Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so
     As much his friend as his interest will let him
     As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body
     As all other women, cry, and yet talk of other things
     As he called it, the King’s seventeenth whore abroad
     As all things else did not come up to my expectations
     Ashamed at myself for this losse of time
     Asleep, while the wench sat mending my breeches by my bedside
     At work, till I was almost blind, which makes my heart sad
     At least 12 or 14,000 people in the street (to see the hanging)
     At a loss whether it will be better for me to have him die
     At last we pretty good friends
     Badge of slavery upon the whole people (taxes)
     Bagwell’s wife waited at the door, and went with me to my office
     Baited at Islington, and so late home about 11 at night
     Baker’s house in Pudding Lane, where the late great fire begun
     Barkley swearing that he and others had lain with her often
     Baseness and looseness of the Court
     Bath at the top of his house
     Beare-garden
     Bearing more sayle will go faster than any other ships (multihull)
     Beating of a poor little dog to death, letting it lie
     Because I would not be over sure of any thing
     Before I sent my boy out with them, I beat him for a lie
     Began discourse of my not getting of children
     Beginnings of discontents take so much root between us
     Begun to write idle and from the purpose
     Begun to smell, and so I caused it to be set forth (corpse)
     Being able to do little business (but the less the better)
     Being the first Wednesday of the month
     Being there, and seeming to do something, while we do not
     Being cleansed of lice this day by my wife
     Being examined at Allgate, whether we were husbands and wives
     Being five years behindhand for their wages (court musicians)
     Being sure never to see the like again in this world
     Being the people that, at last, will be found the wisest
     Being very poor and mean as to the bearing with trouble
     Being taken with a Psalmbook or Testament
     Believe that England and France were once the same continent
     Below what people think these great people say and do
     Best fence against the Parliament’s present fury is delay
     Best poem that ever was wrote (Siege of Rhodes)
     Better the musique, the more sicke it makes him
     Better now than never
     Better we think than most other couples do
     Bewailing the vanity and disorders of the age
     Bill against importing Irish cattle
     Bill against importing Cattle from Ireland
     Bite at the stone, and not at the hand that flings it
     Bleeding behind by leeches will cure him
     Bold to deliver what he thinks on every occasion
     Book itself, and both it and them not worth a turd
     Bookseller’s, and there looked for Montaigne’s Essays
     Bottle of strong water; whereof now and then a sip did me good
     Bought for the love of the binding three books
     Bought Montaigne’s Essays, in English
     Bowling-ally (where lords and ladies are now at bowles)
     Boy up to-night for his sister to teach him to put me to bed
     Bring me a periwig, but it was full of nits
     Bringing over one discontented man, you raise up three
     Bristol milk (the sherry) in the vaults
     Broken sort of people, that have not much to lose
     Burned it, that it might not be among my books to my shame
     Business of abusing the Puritans begins to grow stale
     But fit she should live where he hath a mind
     But pretty!  how I took another pretty woman for her
     But she loves not that I should speak of Mrs. Pierce
     But a woful rude rabble there was, and such noises
     But how many years I cannot tell; but my wife says ten
     But what they did, I did not enquire
     But so fearful I am of discontenting my wife
     But do it with mighty vanity and talking
     But the wench went, and I believe had her turn served
     But I think I am not bound to discover myself
     But we were friends again as we are always
     But this the world believes, and so let them
     But if she will ruin herself, I cannot help it
     But my wife vexed, which vexed me
     But get no ground there yet
     Buy some roll-tobacco to smell to and chaw
     Buying up of goods in case there should be war
     Buying his place of my Lord Barkely
     By his many words and no understanding, confound himself
     By chewing of tobacco is become very fat and sallow
     By and by met at her chamber, and there did what I would
     By her wedding-ring, I suppose he hath married her at last
     Called at a little ale-house, and had an eele pye
     Calling me dog and rogue, and that I had a rotten heart
     Came to bed to me, but all would not make me friends
     Cannot but be with the workmen to see things done to my mind
     Cannot get suitably, without breach of his honour
     Cannot bring myself to mind my business
     Cannot be clean to go so many bodies together in the same water
     Care not for his commands, and especially on Sundays
     Carry them to a box, which did cost me 20s., besides oranges
     Cast stones with his horne crooke
     Castlemayne is sicke again, people think, slipping her filly
     Catched cold yesterday by putting off my stockings
     Catholiques are everywhere and bold
     Caustic attack on Sir Robert Howard
     Cavaliers have now the upper hand clear of the Presbyterians
     Certainly Annapolis must be defended,—where is Annapolis?
     Charles Barkeley’s greatness is only his being pimp to the King
     Chatted with her, her husband out of the way
     Checking her last night in the coach in her long stories
     Chief Court of judicature (House of Lords)
     Chocolate was introduced into England about the year 1652
     Church, where a most insipid young coxcomb preached
     City to be burned, and the Papists to cut our throats
     City pay him great respect, and he the like to the meanest
     Clap of the pox which he got about twelve years ago
     Clean myself with warm water; my wife will have me
     Coach to W. Coventry about Mrs. Pett, 1s.
     Comb my head clean, which I found so foul with powdering
     Come to see them in bed together, on their wedding-night
     Come to us out of bed in his furred mittens and furred cap
     Comely black woman.—[The old expression for a brunette.]
     Coming to lay out a great deal of money in clothes for my wife
     Command of an army is not beholden to any body to make him King
     Commons, where there is nothing done but by passion, and faction
     Compliment from my aunt, which I take kindly as it is unusual
     Conceited, but that’s no matter to me
     Confidence, and vanity, and disparages everything
     Confusion of years in the case of the months of January (etc.)
     Consider that this is all the pleasure I live for in the world
     Consult my pillow upon that and every great thing of my life
     Contempt of the ceremoniousnesse of the King of Spayne
     Content as to be at our own home, after being abroad awhile
     Contracted for her as if he had been buying a horse
     Convenience of periwiggs is so great
     Copper to the value of L5,000
     Cost me L5, which troubles me, but yet do please me also
     Costs me 12d. a kiss after the first
     Could not saw above 4 inches of the stone in a day
     Counterfeit mirthe and pleasure with them, but had but little
     Court is in a way to ruin all for their pleasures
     Court attendance infinite tedious
     Court full of great apprehensions of the French
     Craft and cunning concerning the buying and choosing of horses
     Credit of this office hath received by this rogue’s occasion
     Cruel custom of throwing at cocks on Shrove Tuesday
     Cure of the King’s evil, which he do deny altogether
     Dare not oppose it alone for making an enemy and do no good
     Dash the brains of it out before the King’s face
     Day I first begun to go forth in my coat and sword
     Declared, if he come, she would not live with me
     Declared he will never have another public mistress again
     Delight to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition
     Deliver her from the hereditary curse of child-bearing
     Desired me that I would baste his coate
     Desk fastened to one of the armes of his chayre
     Diana did not come according to our agreement
     Did dig another, and put our wine in it; and I my Parmazan cheese
     Did extremely beat him, and though it did trouble me to do it
     Did so watch to see my wife put on drawers, which (she did)
     Did take me up very prettily in one or two things that I said
     Did much insist upon the sin of adultery
     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
     Did tumble them all the afternoon as I pleased
     Did trouble me very much to be at charge to no purpose
     Did see the knaveries and tricks of jockeys
     Did not like that Clergy should meddle with matters of state
     Did put evil thoughts in me, but proceeded no further
     Did bear with it, and very pleasant all the while
     Did drink of the College beer, which is very good
     Difference there will be between my father and mother about it
     Dine with them, at my cozen Roger’s mistress’s
     Dined with my wife on pease porridge and nothing else
     Dined upon six of my pigeons, which my wife has resolved to kill
     Dined at home alone, a good calves head boiled and dumplings
     Dinner was great, and most neatly dressed
     Dinner, an ill and little mean one, with foul cloth and dishes
     Discontented at the pride and luxury of the Court
     Discontented that my wife do not go neater now she has two maids
     Discourse of Mr. Evelyn touching all manner of learning
     Discoursed much against a man’s lying with his wife in Lent
     Discoursing upon the sad condition of the times
     Disease making us more cruel to one another than if we are doggs
     Disorder in the pit by its raining in, from the cupola
     Disquiet all night, telling of the clock till it was daylight
     Do press for new oaths to be put upon men
     Do outdo the Lords infinitely (debates in the Commons)
     Do look upon me as a remembrancer of his former vanity
     Do bury still of the plague seven or eight in a day
     Doe from Cobham, when the season comes, bucks season being past
     Dog attending us, which made us all merry again
     Dog, that would turn a sheep any way which
     Dominion of the Sea
     Doubtfull of himself, and easily be removed from his own opinion
     Doubtfull whether her daughter will like of it or no
     Down to the Whey house and drank some and eat some curds
     Dr. Calamy is this day sent to Newgate for preaching
     Drawing up a foul draught of my petition to the Duke of York
     Drink at a bottle beer house in the Strand
     Drink a dish of coffee
     Drinking of the King’s health upon their knees in the streets
     Driven down again with a stinke by Sir W. Pen’s shying of a pot
     Duke of York and Mrs. Palmer did talk to one another very wanton
     Duodecimal arithmetique
     Durst not ask any body how it was with us
     Durst not take notice of her, her husband being there
     Dutch fleets being in so many places
     Dutchmen come out of the mouth and tail of a Hamburgh sow
     Dying this last week of the plague 112, from 43 the week before
     Eat some of the best cheese-cakes that ever I eat in my life
     Eat of the best cold meats that ever I eat on in all my life
     Eat a mouthful of pye at home to stay my stomach
     Eat some butter and radishes
     Else he is a blockhead, and not fitt for that imployment
     Employed by the fencers to play prizes at
     Endangering the nation, when he knew himself such a coward
     Endeavouring to strike tallys for money for Tangier
     Enjoy some degree of pleasure now that we have health, money
     Enough existed to build a ship (Pieces of the true Cross)
     Enquiring into the selling of places do trouble a great many
     Enviously, said, I could not come honestly by them
     Erasmus “de scribendis epistolis”
      Espinette is the French term for a small harpsichord
     Evelyn, who cries out against it, and calls it bitchering
     Even to the having bad words with my wife, and blows too
     Ever have done his maister better service than to hang for him?
     Every man looking after himself, and his owne lust and luxury
     Every small thing is enough now-a-days to bring a difference
     Every body leads, and nobody follows
     Every body is at a great losse and nobody can tell
     Every body’s looks, and discourse in the street is of death
     Exceeding kind to me, more than usual, which makes me afeard
     Exclaiming against men’s wearing their hats on in the church
     Excommunications, which they send upon the least occasions
     Expectation of profit will have its force
     Expected musique, the missing of which spoiled my dinner
     Expressly taking care that nobody might see this business done
     Faced white coat, made of one of my wife’s pettycoates
     Fain to keep a woman on purpose at 20s. a week
     Familiarity with her other servants is it that spoils them all
     Family governed so nobly and neatly as do me good to see it
     Family being all in mourning, doing him the greatest honour
     Fanatiques do say that the end of the world is at hand
     Fashion, the King says; he will never change
     Fashionable and black spots
     Father, who to supper and betimes to bed at his country hours
     Fear all his kindness is but only his lust to her
     Fear that the goods and estate would be seized (after suicide)
     Fear what would become of me if any real affliction should come
     Fear it may do him no good, but me hurt
     Fear of making her think me to be in a better condition
     Fear I shall not be able to wipe my hands of him again
     Fear she should prove honest and refuse and then tell my wife
     Feared I might meet with some people that might know me
     Feared she hath from some [one] or other of a present
     Fearful that I might not go far enough with my hat off
     Fearing that Sarah would continue ill, wife and I removed
     Fears some will stand for the tolerating of Papists
     Fell to sleep as if angry
     Fell a-crying for joy, being all maudlin and kissing one another
     Fell to dancing, the first time that ever I did in my life
     Fetch masts from New England
     Feverish, and hath sent for Mr. Pierce to let him blood
     Few in any age that do mind anything that is abstruse
     Find that now and then a little difference do no hurte
     Find it a base copy of a good originall, that vexed me
     Find myself to over-value things when a child
     Finding my wife not sick, but yet out of order
     Finding my wife’s clothes lie carelessly laid up
     Fire grow; and, as it grew darker, appeared more and more
     First time that ever I heard the organs in a cathedral
     First their apes, that they may be afterwards their slaves
     First thing of that nature I did ever give her (L10 ring)
     First time I had given her leave to wear a black patch
     Five pieces of gold for to do him a small piece of service
     Fixed that the year should commence in January instead of March
     Fool’s play with which all publick things are done
     Foolery to take too much notice of such things
     For my quiet would not enquire into it
     For, for her part, she should not be buried in the commons
     For a land-tax and against a general excise
     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
     Force a man to swear against himself
     Forced to change gold, 8s. 7d.; servants and poor, 1s. 6d.
     Foretelling the draught of water of a ship before she be launche
     Forgetting many things, which her master beat her for
     Formerly say that the King was a bastard and his mother a whore
     Found my brother John at eight o’clock in bed, which vexed me
     Found him a fool, as he ever was, or worse
     Found him not so ill as I thought that he had been ill
     Found in my head and body about twenty lice, little and great
     Found to be with child, do never stir out of their beds
     Found guilty, and likely will be hanged (for stealing spoons)
     France, which is accounted the best place for bread
     French have taken two and sunk one of our merchant-men
     Frequent trouble in things we deserve best in
     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
     Gadding abroad to look after beauties
     Galileo’s air thermometer, made before 1597
     Gamester’s life, which I see is very miserable, and poor
     Gave him his morning draft
     Generally with corruption, but most indeed with neglect
     Gentlewomen did hold up their heads to be kissed by the King
     Get his lady to trust herself with him into the tavern
     Give the King of France Nova Scotia, which he do not like
     Give her a Lobster and do so touse her and feel her all over
     Give the other notice of the future state, if there was any
     Glad to be at friendship with me, though we hate one another
     Gladder to have just now received it (than a promise)
     God knows that I do not find honesty enough in my own mind
     God forgive me! what thoughts and wishes I had
     God help him, he wants bread.
     God forgive me! what a mind I had to her
     God! what an age is this, and what a world is this
     Goes down the wind in honour as well as every thing else
     Goes with his guards with him publiquely, and his trumpets
     Going with her woman to a hot-house to bathe herself
     Gold holds up its price still
     Goldsmiths in supplying the King with money at dear rates
     Good God! how these ignorant people did cry her up for it!
     Good sport of the bull’s tossing of the dogs
     Good wine, and anchovies, and pickled oysters (for breakfast)
     Good purpose of fitting ourselves for another war (A Peace)
     Good discourse and counsel from him, which I hope I shall take
     Good writers are not admired by the present
     Got her upon my knee (the coach being full) and played with her
     Great plot which was lately discovered in Ireland
     Great thaw it is not for a man to walk the streets
     Great newes of the Swedes declaring for us against the Dutch
     Great deale of tittle tattle discourse to little purpose
     Great many silly stories they tell of their sport
     Great fire they saw in the City
     Greater number of Counsellors is, the more confused the issue
     Greatest businesses are done so superficially
     Greedy to see the will, but did not ask to see it till to-morrow
     Had no more manners than to invite me and to let me pay
     Had his hand cut off, and was hanged presently!
     Had no mind to meddle with her
     Had a good supper of an oxe’s cheek
     Had what pleasure almost I would with her
     Had the umbles of it for dinner
     Half a pint of Rhenish wine at the Still-yard, mixed with beer
     Hand i’ the cap
     Hanged with a silken halter
     Hanging jack to roast birds on
     Hard matter to settle to business after so much leisure
     Hate in others, and more in myself, to be careless of keys
     Hates to have any body mention what he had done the day before
     Hath not a liberty of begging till he hath served three years
     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
     Hath given her the pox, but I hope it is not so
     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
     Have not any awe over them from the King’s displeasure (Commons)
     Have me get to be a Parliament-man the next Parliament
     Have not much to lose, and therefore will venture all
     Have been so long absent that I am ashamed to go
     Having some experience, but greater conceit of it than is fit
     He that will not stoop for a pin, will never be worth a pound
     He told me that he had so good spies
     He did very well, but a deadly drinker he is
     He made the great speech of his life, and spoke for three hours
     He made but a poor sermon, but long
     He knew nothing about the navy
     He is such innocent company
     He has been inconvenienced by being too free in discourse
     He having made good promises, though I fear his performance
     He hoped he should live to see her “ugly and willing”
      He is too wise to be made a friend of
     He was fain to lie in the priest’s hole a good while
     He and I lay in one press bed, there being two more
     He was charged with making himself popular
     He that must do the business, or at least that can hinder it
     He is, I perceive, wholly sceptical, as well as I
     He is a man of no worth in the world but compliment
     He will do no good, he being a man of an unsettled head
     He is not a man fit to be told what one hears
     Hear that the plague is come into the City
     Hear something of the effects of our last meeting (pregnancy?)
     Heard noises over their head upon the leads
     Heeling her on one side to make her draw little water
     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
     Here I first saw oranges grow
     Hired her to procure this poor soul for him
     His enemies have done him as much good as he could wish
     His readiness to speak spoilt all
     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 satisfaction is nothing worth, it being easily got
     His company ever wearys me
     History of this day’s growth, we cannot tell the truth
     Holes for me to see from my closet into the great office
     Hopes to have had a bout with her before she had gone
     Horrid malicious bloody flame
     House of Lords is the last appeal that a man can make
     Houses marked with a red cross upon the doors
     How the Presbyterians would be angry if they durst
     How highly the Presbyters do talk in the coffeehouses still
     How little merit do prevail in the world, but only favour
     How little heed is had to the prisoners and sicke and wounded
     How do the children?
     How sad a sight it is to see the streets empty of people
     How Povy overdoes every thing in commending it
     How unhppily a man may fall into a necessity of bribing people
     How natural it is for us to slight people out of power
     How little to be presumed of in our greatest undertakings
     Hugged, it being cold now in the mornings....
     Hunt up and down with its mouth if you touch the cheek
     I went in and kissed them, demanding it as a fee due
     I had the opportunity of kissing Mrs. Rebecca very often
     I took occasion to be angry with him
     I could not forbear to love her exceedingly
     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 broke wind and so came to some ease
     I would fain have stolen a pretty dog that followed me
     I have itched mightily these 6 or 7 days
     I know not whether to be glad or sorry
     I was as merry as I could counterfeit myself to be
     I could have answered, but forbore
     I have a good mind to have the maidenhead of this girl
     I know not how in the world to abstain from reading
     I fear that it must be as it can, and not as I would
     I to bed even by daylight
     I had six noble dishes for them, dressed by a man-cook
     I away with great content, my mind being troubled before
     I am not a man able to go through trouble, as other men
     I find her painted, which makes me loathe her (cosmetics)
     I did get her hand to me under my cloak
     I perceive no passion in a woman can be lasting long
     I having now seen a play every day this week
     I was very angry, and resolve to beat him to-morrow
     I know not yet what that is, and am ashamed to ask
     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
     I slept most of the sermon
     I do not find other people so willing to do business as myself
     I know I have made myself an immortal enemy by it
     I and she never were so heartily angry in our lives as to-day
     I calling her beggar, and she me pricklouse, which vexed me
     I love the treason I hate the traitor
     I would not enquire into anything, but let her talk
     I kissed the bride in bed, and so the curtaines drawne
     I went to the cook’s and got a good joint of meat
     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
     I was exceeding free in dallying with her, and she not unfree
     I was a great Roundhead when I was a boy
     I was angry with her, which I was troubled for
     I pray God to make me able to pay for it.
     I took a broom and basted her till she cried extremely
     I was demanded L100, for the fee of the office at 6d. a pound
     I never designed to be a witness against any man
     I fear is not so good as she should be
     If the word Inquisition be but mentioned
     If the exportations exceed importations
     If it should come in print my name maybe at it
     Ill from my late cutting my hair so close to my head
     Ill all this day by reason of the last night’s debauch
     Ill sign when we are once to come to study how to excuse
     Ill humour to be so against that which all the world cries up
     Ill-bred woman, would take exceptions at anything any body said
     In my nature am mighty unready to answer no to anything
     In men’s clothes, and had the best legs that ever I saw
     In some churches there was hardly ten people in the whole church
     In our graves (as Shakespeere resembles it) we could dream
     In discourse he seems to be wise and say little
     In perpetual trouble and vexation that need it least
     In comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore
     In a hackney and full of people, was ashamed to be seen
     In my dining-room she was doing something upon the pott
     In opposition to France, had made us throw off their fashion
     Inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man’s fortune
     Inoffensive vanity of a man who loved to see himself in the glass
     Instructed by Shakespeare himself
     Insurrection of the Catholiques there
     Inventing a better theory of musique
     Ireland in a very distracted condition
     Irish in Ireland, whom Cromwell had settled all in one corner
     It must be the old ones that must do any good
     It not being handsome for our servants to sit so equal with us
     It is a strange thing how fancy works
     It may be, be able to pay for it, or have health
     Jane going into the boat did fall down and show her arse
     Jealous, though God knows I have no great reason
     Jealousy of him and an ugly wench that lived there lately
     John Pickering on board, like an ass, with his feathers
     John has got a wife, and for that he intends to part with him
     Joyne the lion’s skin to the fox’s tail
     Just set down to dinner, and I dined with them, as I intended
     Justice of God in punishing men for the sins of their ancestors
     Justice of proceeding not to condemn a man unheard
     Keep at interest, which is a good, quiett, and easy profit
     King is at the command of any woman like a slave
     King shall not be able to whip a cat
     King was gone to play at Tennis
     King hath lost his power, by submitting himself to this way
     King do resolve to declare the Duke of Monmouth legitimate
     King himself minding nothing but his ease
     King is not at present in purse to do
     King is mighty kind to these his bastard children
     King the necessity of having, at least, a show of religion
     King be desired to put all Catholiques out of employment
     King still do doat upon his women, even beyond all shame
     King is offended with the Duke of Richmond’s marrying
     King of France did think other princes fit for nothing
     King governed by his lust, and women, and rogues about him
     King, Duke and Duchess, and Madame Palmer, were
     King dined at my Lady Castlemaine’s, and supped, every day
     King, “it is then but Mr. Pepys making of another speech to them”
      King do tire all his people that are about him with early rising
     King’s service is undone, and those that trust him perish
     King’s Proclamation against drinking, swearing, and debauchery
     Kingdom will fall back again to a commonwealth
     Kiss my Parliament, instead of “Kiss my [rump]”
      Kissed them myself very often with a great deal of mirth
     Know yourself to be secure, in being necessary to the office
     L’escholle des filles, a lewd book
     L100 worth of plate for my Lord to give Secretary Nicholas
     L10,000 to the Prince, and half-a-crowne to my Lord of Sandwich
     Lady Castlemaine’s interest at Court increases
     Lady Castlemayne is compounding with the King for a pension
     Lady Duchesse the veryest slut and drudge
     Lady Castlemaine hath all the King’s Christmas presents
     Lady Castlemaine do speak of going to lie in at Hampton Court
     Lady Batten to give me a spoonful of honey for my cold
     Lady Castlemaine is still as great with the King
     Lady Castlemayne’s nose out of joynt
     Lady Batten how she was such a man’s whore
     Lady Castlemayne is now in a higher command over the King
     Lady Castlemayne do rule all at this time as much as ever
     Laissez nous affaire—Colbert
     Last day of their doubtfulness touching her being with child
     Last act of friendship in telling me of my faults also
     Last of a great many Presbyterian ministers
     Lately too much given to seeing of plays, and expense
     Laughing and jeering at every thing that looks strange
     Law and severity were used against drunkennesse
     Law against it signifies nothing in the world
     Lay long caressing my wife and talking
     Lay very long with my wife in bed talking with great pleasure
     Lay long in bed talking and pleasing myself with my wife
     Lay chiding, and then pleased with my wife in bed
     Lay with her to-night, which I have not done these eight(days)
     Learned the multiplication table for the first time in  1661
     Learnt a pretty trick to try whether a woman be a maid or no
     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
     Let me blood, about sixteen ounces, I being exceedingly full
     Let her brew as she has baked
     Lewdness and beggary of the Court
     Liability of a husband to pay for goods supplied his wife
     Liberty of speech in the House
     Like a passionate fool, I did call her whore
     Listening to no reasoning for it, be it good or bad
     Little content most people have in the peace
     Little pleasure now in a play, the company being but little
     Little children employed, every one to do something
     Little worth of this world, to buy it with so much pain
     Little company there, which made it very unpleasing
     Live of L100 a year with more plenty, and wine and wenches
     Long cloaks being now quite out
     Long petticoat dragging under their men’s coats
     Look askew upon my wife, because my wife do not buckle to them
     Looks to lie down about two months hence
     Lord! to see the absurd nature of Englishmen
     Lord! in the dullest insipid manner that ever lover did
     Lust and wicked lives of the nuns heretofore in England
     Luxury and looseness of the times
     Lying a great while talking and sporting in bed with my wife
     Made a lazy sermon, like a Presbyterian
     Made to drink, that they might know him not to be a Roundhead
     Made him admire my drawing a thing presently in shorthand
     Magnifying the graces of the nobility and prelates
     Make a man wonder at the good fortune of such a fool
     Making their own advantages to the disturbance of the peace
     Man cannot live without playing the knave and dissimulation
     Mankind pleasing themselves in the easy delights of the world
     Many thousands in a little time go out of England
     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
     Matters in Ireland are full of discontent
     Mazer or drinking-bowl turned out of some kind of wood
     Mean, methinks, and is as if they had married like dog and bitch
     Meazles, we fear, or, at least, of a scarlett feavour
     Methought very ill, or else I am grown worse to please
     Mightily pleased with myself for the business that I have done
     Mightily vexed at my being abroad with these women
     Mighty fond in the stories she tells of her son Will
     Milke, which I drank to take away, my heartburne
     Mind to have her bring it home
     Mirrors which makes the room seem both bigger and lighter
     Money I have not, nor can get
     Money, which sweetens all things
     Montaigne is conscious that we are looking over his shoulder
     Most flat dead sermon, both for matter and manner of delivery
     Most homely widow, but young, and pretty rich, and good natured
     Most of my time in looking upon Mrs. Butler
     Mottoes inscribed on rings was of Roman origin
     Mr. Evelyn’s translating and sending me as a present
     Mr. William Pen a Quaker again
     Mrs. Lane was gone forth, and so I missed of my intent
     Mrs. Stewart’s sending the King his jewels again
     Much troubled with thoughts how to get money
     Much difficulty to get pews, I offering the sexton money
     Much discourse, but little to be learned
     Musique in the morning to call up our new-married people
     Muske Millon
     Must yet pay to the Poll Bill for this pension (unreceived)
     Must be forced to confess it to my wife, which troubles me
     My wife after her bathing lying alone in another bed
     My luck to meet with a sort of drolling workmen on all occasions
     My wife made great means to be friends, coming to my bedside
     My leg fell in a hole broke on the bridge
     My wife, coming up suddenly, did find me embracing the girl
     My maid Susan ill, or would be thought so
     My wife having a mind to see the play “Bartholomew-Fayre”
      My wife hath something in her gizzard, that only waits
     My heart beginning to falsify in this business
     My old folly and childishnesse hangs upon me still
     My new silk suit, the first that ever I wore in my life
     My Lord, who took physic to-day and was in his chamber
     My wife and I had some high words
     My wife was very unwilling to let me go forth
     My wife will keep to one another and let the world go hang
     My people do observe my minding my pleasure more than usual
     My wife this night troubled at my leaving her alone so much
     My wife was making of her tarts and larding of her pullets
     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
     My wife’s neglect of things, and impertinent humour
     My wife and her maid Ashwell had between them spilled the pot
     My first attempt being to learn the multiplication-table
     My intention to learn to trill
     My wife was angry with me for not coming home, and for gadding
     My Jane’s cutting off a carpenter’s long mustacho
     My wife has got too great head to be brought down soon
     Nan at Moreclacke, very much pleased and merry with her
     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, while he lives, truckle under any body or any faction
     Never to trust too much to any man in the world
     Never fought with worse officers in his life
     Never was known to keep two mistresses in his life (Charles II.)
     Never could man say worse himself nor have worse said
     Never saw so many sit four hours together to hear any man
     Never to keep a country-house, but to keep a coach
     New medall, where, in little, there is Mrs. Steward’s face
     New Netherlands to English rule, under the title of New York
     Night the Dutch burned our ships the King did sup with Castlemayne
     No more matter being made of the death of one than another
     No Parliament can, as he says, be kept long good
     No manner of means used to quench the fire
     No pleasure—only the variety of it
     No money to do it with, nor anybody to trust us without it
     No man is wise at all times
     No man was ever known to lose the first time
     No man knowing what to do, whether to sell or buy
     No sense nor grammar, yet in as good words that ever I saw
     No good by taking notice of it, for the present she forbears
     Nobody knows which side will be uppermost
     Nobody being willing to trust us for anything
     Nonconformists do now preach openly in houses
     None will sell us any thing without our personal security given
     Nor would become obliged too much to any
     Nor will yield that the Papists have any ground given them
     Nor was there any pretty woman that I did see, but my wife
     Nor offer anything, but just what is drawn out of a man
     Not well, and so had no pleasure at all with my poor wife
     Not eat a bit of good meat till he has got money to pay the men
     Not the greatest wits, but the steady man
     Not when we can, but when we list
     Not to be censured if their necessities drive them to bad
     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
     Not had the confidence to take his lady once by the hand
     Not permit her begin to do so, lest worse should follow
     Not liking that it should lie long undone, for fear of death
     Not being well pleased with her over free and loose company
     Nothing in the world done with true integrity
     Nothing in it approaching that single page in St. Simon
     Nothing of the memory of a man, an houre after he is dead!
     Nothing is to be got without offending God and the King
     Nothing of any truth and sincerity, but mere envy and design
     Now against her going into the country (lay together)
     Now above six months since (smoke from the cellars)
     Now very big, and within a fortnight of lying down
     Observing my eyes to be mightily employed in the playhouse
     Offer to give me a piece to receive of me 20
     Offer me L500 if I would desist from the Clerk of the Acts place
     Offered to shew my wife further satisfaction if she desired
     Offered to stop the fire near his house for such a reward
     Officers are four years behind-hand unpaid
     Oliver Cromwell as his ensign
     Once a week or so I know a gentleman must go....
     One whom a great belly becomes as well as ever I saw any
     Only wind do now and then torment me...  extremely
     Only because she sees it is the fashion (She likes it)
     Opening his mind to him as of one that may hereafter be his foe
     Ordered him L2000, and he paid me my quantum out of it
     Ordered in the yarde six or eight bargemen to be whipped
     Origin in the use of a plane against the grain of the wood
     Out of my purse I dare not for fear of a precedent
     Out also to and fro, to see and be seen
     Out of an itch to look upon the sluts there
     Outdo for neatness and plenty anything done by any of them
     Pain of the stone, and makes bloody water with great pain
     Pain to ride in a coach with them, for fear of being seen
     Painful to keep money, as well as to get it
     Parliament being vehement against the Nonconformists
     Parliament hath voted 2s. per annum for every chimney in England
     Parliament do agree to throw down Popery
     Parson is a cunning fellow he is as any of his coat
     Peace with France, which, as a Presbyterian, he do not like
     Pen was then turned Quaker
     Periwigg he lately made me cleansed of its nits
     Persuade me that she should prove with child since last night
     Peruques of hair, as the fashion now is for ladies to wear
     Pest coaches and put her into it to carry her to a pest house
     Petition against hackney coaches
     Pictures of some Maids of Honor: good, but not like
     Pit, where the bears are baited
     Plague claimed 68,596 victims (in 1665)
     Plague is much in Amsterdam, and we in fears of it here
     Plague, forty last night, the bell always going
     Play good, but spoiled with the ryme, which breaks the sense
     Play on the harpsicon, till she tired everybody
     Playing the fool with the lass of the house
     Pleased to look upon their pretty daughter
     Pleases them mightily, and me not at all
     Pleasures are not sweet to me now in the very enjoying of them
     Plot in it, and that the French had done it
     Poll Bill
     Poor seamen that lie starving in the streets
     Posies for Rings, Handkerchers and Gloves
     Pray God give me a heart to fear a fall, and to prepare for it!
     Presbyterian style and the Independent are the best
     Presbyterians against the House of Lords
     Presse seamen, without which we cannot really raise men
     Pressing in it as if none of us had like care with him
     Pretends to a resolution of being hereafter very clean
     Pretty sayings, which are generally like paradoxes
     Pretty to see the young pretty ladies dressed like men
     Pride himself too much in it
     Pride of some persons and vice of most was but a sad story
     Pride and debauchery of the present clergy
     Prince’s being trepanned, which was in doing just as we passed
     Protestants as to the Church of Rome are wholly fanatiques
     Proud, carping, insolent, and ironically-prophane stile
     Proud that she shall come to trill
     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
     Put to a great loss how I should get money to make up my cash
     Quakers being charmed by a string about their wrists
     Quakers do still continue, and rather grow than lessen
     Quakers and others that will not have any bell ring for them
     Quite according to the fashion—nothing to drink or eat
     Rabbit not half roasted, which made me angry with my wife
     Railed bitterly ever and anon against John Calvin
     Raising of our roofs higher to enlarge our houses
     Rather hear a cat mew, than the best musique in the world
     Reading to my wife and brother something in Chaucer
     Reading over my dear “Faber fortunae,” of my Lord Bacon’s
     Reading my Latin grammar, which I perceive I have great need
     Receive the applications of people, and hath presents
     Reckon nothing money but when it is in the bank
     Reduced the Dutch settlement of New Netherlands to English rule
     Rejoiced over head and ears in this good newes
     Removing goods from one burned house to another
     Reparation for what we had embezzled
     Requisite I be prepared against the man’s friendship
     Resolve to have the doing of it himself, or else to hinder it
     Resolve never to give her trouble of that kind more
     Resolve to live well and die a beggar
     Resolved to go through it, and it is too late to help it now
     Resolving not to be bribed to dispatch business
     Ridiculous nonsensical book set out by Will. Pen, for the Quaker
     Rotten teeth and false, set in with wire
     Rough notes were made to serve for a sort of account book
     Run over their beads with one hand, and point and play and talk
     Ryme, which breaks the sense
     Sad sight it was: the whole City almost on fire
     Sad for want of my wife, whom I love with all my heart
     Said to die with the cleanest hands that ever any Lord Treasurer
     Said that there hath been a design to poison the King
     Sang till about twelve at night, with mighty pleasure
     Sat an hour or two talking and discoursing....
     Sat before Mrs. Palmer, the King’s mistress, and filled my eyes
     Saw “Mackbeth,” to our great content
     Saw two battles of cocks, wherein is no great sport
     Saw “The German Princess” acted, by the woman herself
     Saw his people go up and down louseing themselves
     Saying me to be the fittest man in England
     Saying, that for money he might be got to our side
     Says, of all places, if there be hell, it is here
     Says of wood, that it is an excrescence of the earth
     Sceptic in all things of religion
     Scholler, that would needs put in his discourse (every occasion)
     Scholler, but, it may be, thinks himself to be too much so
     Scotch song of “Barbary Allen”
      Searchers with their rods in their hands
     See a dead man lie floating upon the waters
     See her look dejectedly and slighted by people already
     See whether my wife did wear drawers to-day as she used to do
     See how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody
     See how time and example may alter a man
     Seeing that he cared so little if he was out
     Seemed much glad of that it was no more
     Seems she hath had long melancholy upon her
     Send up and down for a nurse to take the girle home
     Sent my wife to get a place to see Turner hanged
     Sent me last night, as a bribe, a barrel of sturgeon
     Sermon without affectation or study
     Sermon ended, and the church broke up, and my amours ended also
     Sermon upon Original Sin, neither understood by himself
     Sermon; but, it being a Presbyterian one, it was so long
     Servant of the King’s pleasures too, as well as business
     Shakespeare’s plays
     Shame such a rogue should give me and all of us this trouble
     She is conceited that she do well already
     She used the word devil, which vexed me
     She was so ill as to be shaved and pidgeons put to her feet
     She begins not at all to take pleasure in me or study to please
     She is a very good companion as long as she is well
     She also washed my feet in a bath of herbs, and so to bed
     She would not let him come to bed to her out of jealousy
     She had six children by the King
     She has this silly vanity that she must play
     She had the cunning to cry a great while, and talk and blubber
     She had got and used some puppy-dog water
     She hath got her teeth new done by La Roche
     She loves to be taken dressing herself, as I always find her
     She so cruel a hypocrite that she can cry when she pleases
     She finds that I am lousy
     Sheriffs did endeavour to get one jewell
     Short of what I expected, as for the most part it do fall out
     Should alway take somebody with me, or her herself
     Show many the strangest emotions to shift off his drink
     Shows how unfit I am for trouble
     Shy of any warr hereafter, or to prepare better for it
     Sick of it and of him for it
     Sicke men that are recovered, they lying before our office doors
     Silence; it being seldom any wrong to a man to say nothing
     Singing with many voices is not singing
     Sir, your faithful and humble servant
     Sir W. Pen was so fuddled that we could not try him to play
     Sir W. Pen did it like a base raskall, and so I shall remember
     Sit up till 2 o’clock that she may call the wench up to wash
     Slabbering my band sent home for another
     Slabbering themselves, and mirth fit for clownes
     Slight answer, at which I did give him two boxes on the ears
     Smoke jack consists of a wind-wheel fixed in the chimney
     So home to supper, and to bed, it being my wedding night
     So home, and mighty friends with my wife again
     So neat and kind one to another
     So great a trouble is fear
     So to bed, to be up betimes by the helpe of a larum watch
     So much is it against my nature to owe anything to any body
     So home, and after supper did wash my feet, and so to bed
     So home to prayers and to bed
     So home to supper and bed with my father
     So back again home to supper and to bed with great pleasure
     So I took occasion to go up and to bed in a pet
     So to bed in some little discontent, but no words from me
     So home and to supper with beans and bacon and to bed
     So we went to bed and lay all night in a quarrel
     So much wine, that I was even almost foxed
     So good a nature that he cannot deny any thing
     So time do alter, and do doubtless the like in myself
     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 out, and lost our way, which made me vexed
     So every thing stands still for money
     Softly up to see whether any of the beds were out of order or no
     Some merry talk with a plain bold maid of the house
     Some ends of my own in what advice I do give her
     Sorry in some respect, glad in my expectations in another respec
     Sorry for doing it now, because of obliging me to do the like
     Sorry to hear that Sir W. Pen’s maid Betty was gone away
     Sorry thing to be a poor King
     Spares not to blame another to defend himself
     Sparrowgrass
     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
     Sporting in my fancy with the Queen
     Staid two hours with her kissing her, but nothing more
     Statute against selling of offices
     Staying out late, and painting in the absence of her husband
     Still in discontent with my wife, to bed, and rose so this morn
     Strange slavery that I stand in to beauty
     Strange thing how I am already courted by the people
     Strange things he has been found guilty of, not fit to name
     Strange the folly of men to lay and lose so much money
     Strange how civil and tractable he was to me
     Street ordered to be continued, forty feet broad, from Paul’s
     Subject to be put into a disarray upon very small occasions
     Such open flattery is beastly
     Suffered her humour to spend, till we begun to be very quiet
     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 prick me if I should touch her
     Talk very highly of liberty of conscience
     Talked with Mrs. Lane about persuading her to Hawly
     Taught my wife some part of subtraction
     Tax the same man in three or four several capacities
     Tear all that I found either boyish or not to be worth keeping
     Tell me that I speak in my dreams
     That I might not seem to be afeared
     That I may have nothing by me but what is worth keeping
     That I might say I saw no money in the paper
     That he is not able to live almost with her
     That I may look as a man minding business
     That hair by hair had his horse’s tail pulled off indeed
     The gentlemen captains will undo us
     The very rum man must have L200
     The gates of the City shut, it being so late
     The manner of the gaming
     The factious part of the Parliament
     The Lords taxed themselves for the poor—an earl, s.
     The unlawfull use of lawfull things
     The coachman that carried [us] cannot know me again
     The boy is well, and offers to be searched
     The devil being too cunning to discourage a gamester
     The monkey loose, which did anger me, and so I did strike her
     The most ingenious men may sometimes be mistaken
     The Alchymist,”—[Comedy by Ben Jonson
     The barber came to trim me and wash me
     The present Irish pronunciation of English
     The house was full of citizens, and so the less pleasant
     The goldsmith, he being one of the jury to-morrow
     The plague is got to Amsterdam, brought by a ship from Argier
     The pleasure of my not committing these things to my memory
     The world do not grow old at all
     The ceremonies did not please me, they do so overdo them
     The rest did give more, and did believe that I did so too
     Their ladies in the box, being grown mighty kind of a sudden
     Their saws have no teeth, but it is the sand only
     Their condition was a little below my present state
     Then to church to a tedious sermon
     Then home, and merry with my wife
     Thence by coach, with a mad coachman, that drove like mad
     Thence to Mrs. Martin’s, and did what I would with her
     There is no passing but by coach in the streets, and hardly that
     There did see Mrs. Lane.....
     There eat and drank, and had my pleasure of her twice
     There did ‘tout ce que je voudrais avec’ her
     There did what ‘je voudrais avec’ her....
     There setting a poor man to keep my place
     There is no man almost in the City cares a turd for him
     There being no curse in the world so great as this
     There I did lay the beginnings of a future ‘amour con elle’
     There being ten hanged, drawn, and quartered
     There did what I would with her
     Therefore ought not to expect more justice from her
     These young Lords are not fit to do any service abroad
     These Lords are hard to be trusted
     They are all mad; and thus the kingdom is governed!
     They were so false spelt that I was ashamed of them
     They say now a common mistress to the King
     They were not occupiers, but occupied (women)
     They want where to set their feet, to begin to do any thing
     Things wear out of themselves and come fair again
     Things being dear and little attendance to be had we went away
     Think never to see this woman—at least, to have her here more
     Think that we are beaten in every respect
     Thinks she is with child, but I neither believe nor desire it
     This day churched, her month of childbed being out
     This absence makes us a little strange instead of more fond
     This week made a vow to myself to drink no wine this week
     This day I began to put on buckles to my shoes
     This afternoon I showed my Lord my accounts, which he passed
     This unhappinesse of ours do give them heart
     This is the use we make of our fathers
     This kind of prophane, mad entertainment they give themselves
     Those absent from prayers were to pay a forfeit
     Those bred in the North among the colliers are good for labour
     Though it be but little, yet I do get ground every month
     Though I know it will set the Office and me by the ears for ever
     Though neither of us care 2d. one for another
     Though he knows, if he be not a fool, that I love him not
     Through want of money and good conduct
     Through the Fleete Ally to see a couple of pretty [strumpets]
     Through my wife’s illness had a bad night of it, and she a worse
     Thus it was my chance to see the King beheaded at White Hall
     Tied our men back to back, and thrown them all into the sea
     Till 12 at night, and then home to supper and to bed
     Time spending, and no money to set anything in hand
     To Mr. Holliard’s in the morning, thinking to be let blood
     To bed with discontent she yielded to me and began to be fond
     To bed, after washing my legs and feet with warm water
     To my joy, I met not with any that have sped better than myself
     To my Lord Sandwich, thinking to have dined there
     To be enjoyed while we are young and capable of these joys
     To be so much in love of plays
     To see Major-general Harrison hanged, drawn; and quartered
     To the Swan and drank our morning draft
     To see the bride put to bed
     Told us he had not been in a bed in the whole seven years
     Too late for them to enjoy it with any pleasure
     Too much ill newes true, to afflict ourselves with uncertain
     Too much of it will make her know her force too much
     Took him home the money, and, though much to my grief
     Took occasion to fall out with my wife very highly
     Took physique, and it did work very well
     Tooke my wife well dressed into the Hall to see and be seen
     Tooth-ake made him no company, and spoilt ours
     Tory—The term was not used politically until about 1679
     Towzing her and doing what I would, but the last thing of all...
     Travels over the high hills in Asia above the clouds
     Tried the effect of my silence and not provoking her
     Trouble, and more money, to every Watch, to them to drink
     Troubled to see my father so much decay of a suddain
     Troubled to think what trouble a rogue may without cause give
     Troubled me, to see the confidence of the vice of the age
     Trumpets were brought under the scaffold that he not be heard
     Turn out every man that will be drunk, they must turn out all
     Two shops in three, if not more, generally shut up
     Uncertainty of all history
     Uncertainty of beauty
     Unless my too-much addiction to pleasure undo me
     Unquiet which her ripping up of old faults will give me
     Up, leaving my wife in bed, being sick of her months
     Up, and with W. Hewer, my guard, to White Hall
     Up, my mind very light from my last night’s accounts
     Up early and took my physique; it wrought all the morning well
     Up, finding our beds good, but lousy; which made us merry
     Up and took physique, but such as to go abroad with
     Upon a very small occasion had a difference again broke out
     Upon the leads gazing upon Diana
     Upon a small temptation I could be false to her
     Used to make coal fires, and wash my foul clothes
     Venison-pasty that we have for supper to-night to the cook’s
     Very high and very foule words from her to me
     Very angry we were, but quickly friends again
     Very great tax; but yet I do think it is so perplexed
     Vexed at my wife’s neglect in leaving of her scarf
     Vexed me, but I made no matter of it, but vexed to myself
     Vices of the Court, and how the pox is so common there
     Voyage to Newcastle for coles
     Waked this morning between four and five by my blackbird
     Wanton as ever she was, with much I made myself merry and away
     Was kissing my wife, which I did not like
     We having no luck in maids now-a-days
     We cannot tell what to do for want of her (the maid)
     We find the two young ladies come home, and their patches off
     We do nothing in this office like people able to carry on a warr
     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
     Weary of it; but it will please the citizens
     Weary of the following of my pleasure
     Weather being very wet and hot to keep meat in.
     Wedding for which the posy ring was required
     Weeping to myself for grief, which she discerning, come to bed
     Weigh him after he had done playing
     Well enough pleased this morning with their night’s lodging
     Went against me to have my wife and servants look upon them
     Went to bed with my head not well by my too much drinking to-day
     What way a man could devise to lose so much in so little time
     What I said would not hold water
     What I had writ foule in short hand
     What itching desire I did endeavour to see Bagwell’s wife
     What wine you drinke, lett it bee at meales
     What people will do tomorrow
     What they all, through profit or fear, did promise
     What silly discourse we had by the way as to love-matters
     What a sorry dispatch these great persons give to business
     What is there more to be had of a woman than the possessing her
     Whatever I do give to anybody else, I shall give her
     When she least shews it hath her wit at work
     When he was seriously ill he declared himself a Roman Catholic
     When the candle is going out, how they bawl and dispute
     Where money is free, there is great plenty
     Where a pedlar was in bed, and made him rise
     Where I find the worst very good
     Where a piece of the Cross is
     Where a trade hath once been and do decay, it never recovers
     Where I expect most I find least satisfaction
     Wherein every party has laboured to cheat another
     Wherewith to give every body something for their pains
     Whether she suspected anything or no I know not
     Whether he would have me go to law or arbitracon with him
     Which may teach me how I make others wait
     Which he left him in the lurch
     Which I did give him some hope of, though I never intend it
     Whip this child till the blood come, if it were my child!
     Whip a boy at each place they stop at in their procession
     Who continues so ill as not to be troubled with business
     Who is the most, and promises the least, of any man
     Who we found ill still, but he do make very much of it
     Who must except against every thing and remedy nothing
     Who seems so inquisitive when my house will be made an end of
     Who is over head and eares in getting her house up
     Whom, in mirth to us, he calls Antichrist
     Whom I find in bed, and pretended a little not well
     Whose red nose makes me ashamed to be seen with him
     Whose voice I am not to be reconciled
     Wife that brings me nothing almost (besides a comely person)
     Wife and the dancing-master alone above, not dancing but talking
     Will upon occasion serve for a fine withdrawing room
     Will put Madam Castlemaine’s nose out of joynt
     Willing to receive a bribe if it were offered me
     Wine, new and old, with labells pasted upon each bottle
     Wise man’s not being wise at all times
     Wise men do prepare to remove abroad what they have
     With much ado in an hour getting a coach home
     With hangings not fit to be seen with mine
     With egg to keep off the glaring of the light
     With my whip did whip him till I was not able to stir
     With a shower of hail as big as walnuts
     Without importunity or the contrary
     Woman that they have a fancy to, to make her husband a cuckold
     Woman with a rod in her hand keeping time to the musique
     Wonders that she cannot be as good within as she is fair without
     Work that is not made the work of any one man
     World sees now the use of them for shelter of men (fore-castles)
     Would make a dogg laugh
     Would either conform, or be more wise, and not be catched!
     Would not make my coming troublesome to any
     Wretch, n., often used as an expression of endearment
     Wronged by my over great expectations
     Ye pulling down of houses, in ye way of ye fire
     Yet let him remember the days of darkness
     Yet it was her fault not to see that I did take them
     Young man play the foole upon the doctrine of purgatory
     Young fellow, with his hat cocked like a fool behind