Little worth of this world, to buy it
with so much pain
Long cloaks being now quite out
Look askew upon my wife, because my
wife do not buckle to them
Lord! to see the absurd nature of
Englishmen
Lord! in the dullest insipid manner
that ever lover did
Lust and wicked lives of the nuns
heretofore in England
Luxury and looseness of the times
Lying a great while talking and
sporting in bed with my wife
Made a lazy sermon, like a Presbyterian
Made to drink, that they might know him
not to be a Roundhead
Made him admire my drawing a thing
presently in shorthand
Magnifying the graces of the nobility
and prelates
Make a man wonder at the good fortune
of such a fool
Man cannot live without playing the
knave and dissimulation
Matters in Ireland are full of
discontent
Meazles, we fear, or, at least, of a
scarlett feavour
Methought very ill, or else I am grown
worse to please
Milke, which I drank to take away, my
heartburne
Mirrors which makes the room seem both
bigger and lighter
Money I have not, nor can get
Money, which sweetens all things
Montaigne is conscious that we are
looking over his shoulder
Most flat dead sermon, both for matter
and manner of delivery
Most homely widow, but young, and
pretty rich, and good natured
Mr. William Pen a Quaker again
Much discourse, but little to be
learned
Musique in the morning to call up our
new-married people
Muske Millon
My wife, coming up suddenly, did find
me embracing the girl
My wife hath something in her gizzard,
that only waits
My heart beginning to falsify in this
business
My old folly and childishnesse hangs
upon me still
My new silk suit, the first that ever I
wore in my life
My Lord, who took physic to-day and was
in his chamber
My wife will keep to one another and
let the world go hang
My wife this night troubled at my
leaving her alone so much
My wife was making of her tarts and
larding of her pullets
My head was not well with the wine that
I drank to-day
My first attempt being to learn the
multiplication-table
My intention to learn to trill
Necessary, and yet the peace is so bad
in its terms
Never laughed so in all my life. I
laughed till my head ached
Never, while he lives, truckle under
any body or any faction
Never to trust too much to any man in
the world
Never was known to keep two mistresses
in his life (Charles II.)
Never could man
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