Pen, for the Quaker
Rotten teeth and false, set in with wire
Rough notes were made to serve for a sort of account book
Run over their beads with one hand, and point and play and talk
Ryme, which breaks the sense
Sad sight it was: the whole City almost on fire
Sad for want of my wife, whom I love with all my heart
Said to die with the cleanest hands that ever any Lord Treasurer
Said that there hath been a design to poison the King
Sang till about twelve at night, with mighty pleasure
Sat an hour or two talking and discoursing . . . .
Sat before Mrs. Palmer, the King's mistress, and filled my eyes
Saw "Mackbeth," to our great content
Saw two battles of cocks, wherein is no great sport
Saw "The German Princess" acted, by the woman herself
Saw his people go up and down louseing themselves
Saying me to be the fittest man in England
Saying, that for money he might be got to our side
Says, of all places, if there be hell, it is here
Says of wood, that it is an excrescence of the earth
Sceptic in all things of religion
Scholler, that would needs put in his discourse (every occasion)
Scholler, but, it may be, thinks himself to be too much so
Scotch song of "Barbary Allen"
Searchers with their rods in their hands
See a dead man lie floating upon the waters
See her look dejectedly and slighted by people already
See whether my wife did wear drawers to-day as she used to do
See how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody
See how time and example may alter a man
Seeing that he cared so little if he was out
Seemed much glad of that it was no more
Seems she hath had long melancholy upon her
Send up and down for a nurse to take the girle home
Sent my wife to get a place to see Turner hanged
Sent me last night, as a bribe, a barrel of sturgeon
Sermon without affectation or study
Sermon ended, and the church broke up, and my amours ended also
Sermon upon Original Sin, neither understood by himself
Sermon; but, it being a Presbyterian one, it was so long
Servant of the King's pleasures too, as well as business
Shakespeare's plays
Shame such a rogue should give me and all of us this trouble
She is conceited that she do well already
She used the word devil, which vexed me
She was so ill as to be shaved and pidgeons put to her feet
She begins not at all to take pleasure in me or study to please
She is a very good companion as long as she is well
She also washed my feet in a bath of herbs, and so to bed
She would not let him come to bed to her out of jealousy
She had six children by the King
She has this silly vanity that she must play
She had the cunning to cry a great while, and talk and blubber
She had got and used some puppy-dog water
She hath got her teeth new done by La Roche
She loves to be taken dressing herself, as I always find her
She so cruel a hypocrite that she can cry when she pleases
She finds that I am lousy
Sheriffs did endeavour to get one jewell
Short of what I expected, as for the most part it do fall out
Should alway take somebody with me, or her herself
Show many the strangest emotions to shift off his drink
Shows how unfit I am for trouble
Shy of any warr hereafter, or to prepare better for it
Sick of it and of him for it
Sicke men that are recovered, they lying before our office doors
Silence; it being seldom any wrong to a man to say nothing
Singing with many voices is not singing
Sir, your faithful and humble servant
Sir W.
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