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

THE DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS M.A.  F.R.S.

CLERK OF THE ACTS AND SECRETARY TO THE ADMIRALTY

Transcribed from the shorthand manuscript in the PEPYSIAN library
Magdalene College Cambridge by the Rev.  MYNORS bright M.A.  Late fellow
and President of the College

(Unabridged)

WITH LORD BRAYBROOKE’S NOTES

EDITED WITH ADDITIONS BY

HenryB. Wheatley F.S.A.

Diaryof Samuel Pepys. 
July & August
1663

July 1st.  This morning it rained so hard (though it was fair yesterday, and we thereupon in hopes of having some fair weather, which we have wanted these three months) that it wakened Creed, who lay with me last night, and me, and so we up and fell to discourse of the business of his accounts now under dispute, in which I have taken much trouble upon myself and raised a distance between Sir G. Carteret and myself, which troubles me, but I hope we have this morning light on an expedient that will right all, that will answer their queries, and yet save Creed the L500 which he did propose to make of the exchange abroad of the pieces of eight which he disbursed.  Being ready, he and I by water to White Hall, where I left him before we came into the Court, for fear I should be seen by Sir G. Carteret with him, which of late I have been forced to avoid to remove suspicion.  I to St. James’s, and there discoursed a while with Mr. Coventry, between whom and myself there is very good understanding and friendship, and so to Westminster Hall, and being in the Parliament lobby, I there saw my Lord of Bristoll come to the Commons House to give his answer to their question, about some words he should tell the King that were spoke by Sir Richard Temple, a member of their House.  A chair was set at the bar of the House for him, which he used but little, but made an harangue of half an hour bareheaded, the House covered.  His speech being done, he came out and withdrew into a little room till the House had concluded of an answer to his speech; which they staying long upon, I went away.  And by and by out comes Sir W. Batten;