Vulgar words in Diary of Samuel Pepys — Volume 24: September/October 1663 (Page 1)

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And so I to my Lord Crew's, thinking to have dined there, but it was too late, and so back and called at my brother's and Mr. Holden's about several businesses, and went all alone to the Black Spread Eagle in Bride Lane, and there had a chopp of veale and some bread, cheese, and beer, cost me a shilling to my dinner, and so through Fleet Ally, God forgive me, out of an itch to look upon the sluts there, against which when I saw them my stomach turned, and so to Bartholomew Fayre, where I met with Mr. Pickering, and he and I to see the monkeys at the Dutch house, which is far beyond the other that my wife and I saw the other day; and thence to see the dancing on the ropes, which was very poor and tedious.

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This morning, about two or three o'clock, knocked up in our back yard, and rising to the window, being moonshine, I found it was the constable and his watch, who had found our back yard door open, and so came in to see what the matter was.

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Ben Jonson, The Devil is an Ass, act v., sc.

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ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: And so to sleep till the morning, but was bit cruelly And there, did what I would with her Content as to be at our own home, after being abroad awhile Found guilty, and likely will be hanged (for stealing spoons) Half a pint of Rhenish wine at the Still-yard, mixed with beer His readiness to speak spoilt all No more matter being made of the death of one than another Out of an itch to look upon the sluts there Plague is much in Amsterdam, and we in fears of it here Pride himself too much in it Reckon nothing money but when it is in the bank Resolve to live well and die a beggar Scholler, that would needs put in his discourse (every occasion) She was so ill as to be shaved and pidgeons put to her feet The plague is got to Amsterdam, brought by a ship from Argier We having no luck in maids now-a-days Who is over head and eares in getting her house up

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