Vulgar words in Diary of Samuel Pepys — Volume 22: May/June 1663 (Page 1)
This book at a glance
|
~ ~ ~ Sentence 331 ~ ~ ~
This morning it seems Susan, who I think is distracted, or however is since she went from me taught to drink, and so gets out of doors 2 or 3 times a day without leave to the alehouse, did go before 5 o'clock to-day, making Griffin rise in his shirt to let her out to the alehouse, she said to warm herself, but her mistress, falling out with her about it, turned her out of doors this morning, and so she is gone like an idle slut.
~ ~ ~ Sentence 349 ~ ~ ~
The King has two of them in his closett, and a third the College of Physicians to keep for rarity, and by the King's command he causes the turd of the horse to be every day searched to find more.
~ ~ ~ Sentence 412 ~ ~ ~
It is dedicated almost to all the men of any great condition in England, so that the Epistles are more than the book itself, and both it and them not worth a turd, that I am ashamed that I bought it.
~ ~ ~ Sentence 837 ~ ~ ~
ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: A woman sober, and no high-flyer, as he calls it After awhile I caressed her and parted seeming friends Book itself, and both it and them not worth a turd But a woful rude rabble there was, and such noises Did find none of them within, which I was glad of Did so watch to see my wife put on drawers, which (she did) Duodecimal arithmetique Employed by the fencers to play prizes at Enquiring into the selling of places do trouble a great many Every small thing is enough now-a-days to bring a difference Give her a Lobster and do so touse her and feel her all over God knows that I do not find honesty enough in my own mind Goes with his guards with him publiquely, and his trumpets Great plot which was lately discovered in Ireland He hoped he should live to see her "ugly and willing" He is too wise to be made a friend of I calling her beggar, and she me pricklouse, which vexed me I slept most of the sermon In some churches there was hardly ten people in the whole church It must be the old ones that must do any good Jealous, though God knows I have no great reason John has got a wife, and for that he intends to part with him Keep at interest, which is a good, quiett, and easy profit Lay long in bed talking and pleasing myself with my wife My wife and her maid Ashwell had between them spilled the pot No sense nor grammar, yet in as good words that ever I saw Nor would become obliged too much to any Nothing is to be got without offending God and the King Nothing of any truth and sincerity, but mere envy and design Reading my Latin grammar, which I perceive I have great need Sad for want of my wife, whom I love with all my heart Saw his people go up and down louseing themselves See whether my wife did wear drawers to-day as she used to do Sent me last night, as a bribe, a barrel of sturgeon She begins not at all to take pleasure in me or study to please She used the word devil, which vexed me So home, and after supper did wash my feet, and so to bed Softly up to see whether any of the beds were out of order or no Statute against selling of offices The goldsmith, he being one of the jury to-morrow Thence by coach, with a mad coachman, that drove like mad Therefore ought not to expect more justice from her They say now a common mistress to the King Through the Fleete Ally to see a couple of pretty [strumpets] Upon a small temptation I could be false to her Waked this morning between four and five by my blackbird Whose voice I am not to be reconciled Wife and the dancing-master alone above, not dancing but talking Would not make my coming troublesome to any