man to keep my place
     This kind of prophane, mad entertainment they give themselves
     Though I know it will set the Office and me by the ears for ever
     To be enjoyed while we are young and capable of these joys
     Tried the effect of my silence and not provoking her
     Trouble, and more money, to every Watch, to them to drink
     Troubled me, to see the confidence of the vice of the age
     Turn out every man that will be drunk, they must turn out all
     Uncertainty of beauty
     Up, finding our beds good, but lousy; which made us merry
     Vexed me, but I made no matter of it, but vexed to myself
     Weather being very wet and hot to keep meat in. 
     When he was seriously ill he declared himself a Roman Catholic
     Where I expect most I find least satisfaction
     Where a pedlar was in bed, and made him rise
     Whip a boy at each place they stop at in their procession
     Whom I find in bed, and pretended a little not well
     With hangings not fit to be seen with mine
     Without importunity or the contrary
     Work that is not made the work of any one man