At noon to the coffee-house, where excellent discourse with Sir W. Petty; who proposed it, as a thing that is truly questionable, whether there really be any difference between waking and dreaming -- that it is hard not only to tell how we know when we do a thing really or in a dream, but also what the difference between one and the other.
To Bed
Song Cycle by Edward Rushton
1. Excellent discourse (Pepys' diary entry of 2.4.1664)  [sung text checked 1 time]
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- by Samuel Pepys (1633 - 1703)
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Researcher for this page: Edward Rushton2. Great pleasure (16.1.1664)  [sung text checked 1 time]
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I by water to Westminster Hall and there did see Mrs Lane and de là, elle and I to the cabaret at the Cloche in the street du Roy; and there, after some caresses, je l'ay foutée sous de la chaise deux times, and the last to my great pleasure; mais j'ai grand peur que je l'ay fait faire aussi elle même. Mais after I had done, elle commençait parler as before and I did perceive that je n'avais fait rien de danger à elle. Et avec ça, I came away; and though I did make grand promises à la contraire, nonobstant je ne la verrai pas long time. So home to supper and to bed -- with my mind un peu troublé pour ce que j'ai fait to day. But I hope it will be la dernière de toute my vie.
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- by Samuel Pepys (1633 - 1703)
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Researcher for this page: Edward Rushton3. Clouds (1.2.1664)  [sung text checked 1 time]
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To the coffee-house, where I heard Lieutenant-Collonell Baron tell very good stories of his travels over the high hills in Asia a bove the cloudes. How clear the heaven is above them. How thick, like a mist, the way is through the cloud, that wets like a sponge one's clothes. The ground above the clouds all dry and parched, nothing in the world growing, it being only a dry earth. Yet not so hot above as below the clouds. The stars at night most delicate bright and a fine clear blue sky. But cannot see the earth at any time through the clouds, but the clouds look like a world below you.
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- by Samuel Pepys (1633 - 1703)
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Researcher for this page: Edward Rushton4. Sweat (11.7.1664)  [sung text checked 1 time]
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I betimes to bed. And there fell into a most mighty sweat in the night, about 11 a-clock; and there, knowing what money I have in the house and hearing a noise, I began to sweat worse and worse, till I melted almost to water. I rung, and could not in half an hour make either of the wenches hear me; and this made me fear the more, lest they might be gag'd; and then I begin to think that there was some design in a stone being flung at the window over our stairs this evening, by which the thiefs meant to try what looking there would be after them and know our company. These thoughts and fears I had, and do hence apprehend the fears of all rich men that are covetous and have much money by them. At last Jane rose and then I understand it was only the dog wants a lodging and so made a noyse.
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Researcher for this page: Edward Rushton5. With my whip (21.6.1662)  [sung text checked 1 time]
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I having from my wife and the maids complaints made of the boy, I called him up and with my whip did whip him till I was not able to stir, and yet I could not make him confess any of the lies that they tax him with. At last, not willing to let him go away a conqueror, I took him in task again and pulled off his frock to his shirt, and whipped him till he did confess that he did drink the whay, which he hath denied. And pulled a pinke, and above all, did lay the candlesticke upon the ground in his chamber, which he hath denied this quarter of this year. I confess it is one of the greatest wonders that I ever met with, that such a little boy as he could be able to suffer half so much as he did to maintain a lie. But I think I must be forced to put him away. So to bed, with my arme very weary.
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