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