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Title: Diary of Samuel Pepys, August 1667

Author: Samuel Pepys

Release Date: December 1, 2004 [EBook #4179]

Language: English

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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

HENRY B. WHEATLEY F.S.A.

DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS.
AUGUST
1667

August 1st. Up, and all the morning at the office. At noon my wife and I
dined at Sir W. Pen's, only with Mrs. Turner and her husband, on a damned
venison pasty, that stunk like a devil. However, I did not know it till
dinner was done. We had nothing but only this, and a leg of mutton, and a
pullet or two. Mrs. Markham was here, with her great belly. I was very
merry, and after dinner, upon a motion of the women, I was got to go to
the play with them-the first I have seen since before the Dutch coming
upon our coast, and so to the King's house, to see "The Custome of the
Country." The house mighty empty--more than ever I saw it--and an ill
play. After the play, we into the house, and spoke with Knipp, who went
abroad with us by coach to the Neat Houses in the way to Chelsy; and
there, in a box in a tree, we sat and sang, and talked and eat; my wife
out of humour, as she always is, when this woman is by. So, after it was
dark, we home. Set Knepp down at home, who told us the story how Nell is
gone from the King's house, and is kept by my Lord Buckhurst. Then we
home, the gates of the City shut, it being so late: and at Newgate we find
them in trouble, some thieves having th