do it with mighty vanity and talking But the wench went, and I believe had her turn served But I think I am not bound to discover myself But we were friends again as we are always But this the world believes, and so let them But if she will ruin herself, I cannot help it But my wife vexed, which vexed me But get no ground there yet Buy some roll-tobacco to smell to and chaw Buying up of goods in case there should be war Buying his place of my Lord Barkely By his many words and no understanding, confound himself By chewing of tobacco is become very fat and sallow By and by met at her chamber, and there did what I would By her wedding-ring, I suppose he hath married her at last Called at a little ale-house, and had an eele pye Calling me dog and rogue, and that I had a rotten heart Came to bed to me, but all would not make me friends Cannot but be with the workmen to see things done to my mind Cannot get suitably, without breach of his honour Cannot bring myself to mind my business Cannot be clean to go so many bodies together in the same water Care not for his commands, and especially on Sundays Carry them to a box, which did cost me 20s., besides oranges Cast stones with his horne crooke Castlemayne is sicke again, people think, slipping her filly Catched cold yesterday by putting off my stockings Catholiques are everywhere and bold Caustic attack on Sir Robert Howard Cavaliers have now the upper hand clear of the Presbyterians Certainly Annapolis must be defended,—­where is Annapolis?  Charles Barkeley’s greatness is only his being pimp to the King Chatted with her, her husband out of the way Checking her last night in the coach in her long stories Chief Court of judicature (House of Lords) Chocolate was introduced into England about the year 1652 Church, where a most insipid young coxcomb preached City to be burned, and the Papists to cut our throats City pay him great respect, and he the like to the meanest Clap of the pox which he got about twelve years ago Clean myself with warm water; my wife will have me Coach to W. Coventry about Mrs. Pett, 1s.  Comb my head clean, which I found so foul with powdering Come to see them in bed together, on their wedding-night Come to us out of bed in his furred mittens and furred cap Comely black woman.—­[The old expression for a brunette.] Coming to lay out a great deal of money in clothes for my wife Command of an army is not beholden to any body to make him King Commons, where there is nothing done but by passion, and faction Compliment from my aunt, which I take kindly as it is unusual Conceited, but that’s no matter to me Confidence, and vanity, and disparages everything Confusion of years in the case of the months of January (etc.) Consider that this is all the pleasure I live for in the world Consult my pillow upon that and every great thing of my life Contempt of the ceremoniousnesse of the King of Spayne Content as to be at our own home, after being abroad awhile Contracted for her as if he had been buying a