PepysβDiary is an incredibly frank decade-long snapshot of the life of an up and coming naval administrator in mid-17th century London. In it he describes everything from battles against the Dutch and the intrigues of court, down to the plays he saw, his marital infidelities, and the quality of the meat provided for his supper. His observations have proved invaluable in establishing an accurate record of the daily life of the people of London of that period.
Pepys eventually stopped writing his diary due to progressively worse eyesight, a condition he feared. He did consider employing an amanuensis to transcribe future entries for him, but worried that the content he wanted written would be too personal. Luckily for Pepys, his eyesight difficulties never progressed to blindness and he was able to go on to become both a Member of Parliament and the President of the Royal Society.
After Pepysβ death he left his large library of books and manuscripts first to his nephew, which was then passed on to Magdalene College, Cambridge, where it survives to this day. The diary, originally written in a shorthand, was included in this trove and was eventually deciphered in the early 19th century, and published by Lord Baybrooke in 1825. This early release censored large amounts of the text, and it was only in the 1970s that an uncensored version was published. Presented here is the 1893 edition, which restores the majority of the originally censored content but omits βa few passages which cannot possibly be printed.β The rich collection of endnotes serve to further illustrate the lives of the people Pepys meets and the state of Englandβs internal politics and international relations at the time.
the good lucke, now and then, to speak his follies in as good words, and with as good a show, as if it were reason, and to the purpose, which is really one of the wonders of my life. Thence walked to Westminster Hall; and there, in the Lordsβ House, did in a great crowd, from ten oβclock till almost three, hear the cause of Mr. Roberts,2152 my Lord Privy Sealβs son, against Win, who by false ways did get the father of Mr. Robertsβs wife (Mr. Bodvill) to give him the estate and disinherit his daughter. The cause was managed for my Lord Privy Seal by Finch the Solicitor [General]; but I do really think that he is truly a man of as great eloquence as ever I heard, or ever hope to hear in all my life. Thence, after long staying to speak with my Lord Sandwich, at last he coming out to me and speaking with me about business of my Lord Peterborough, I by coach home to the office, where all the afternoon, only stepped home to eat one bit and to the office again, having eaten nothing before today. My wife abroad with my aunt Wight and Norbury. I in the evening to my uncle Wightβs, and not finding them come home, they being gone to the Park and the Mulberry garden, I went to the βChange, and there meeting with Mr. Hempson,2153 whom Sir W. Batten has lately turned out of his place, merely because of his coming to me when he came to town before he went to him, and there he told me many rogueries of Sir W. Batten, how he knows and is able to prove that Captain Cox of Chatham did give him Β£10 in gold to get him to certify for him at the Kingβs coming in, and that Tom Newborne did make [the] poor men give him Β£3 to get Sir W. Batten to cause them to be entered in the yard, and that Sir W. Batten had oftentimes said: βby God, Tom, you shall get something and I will have some onβt.β His present clerk that is come in Normanβs2154 room has given him something for his place; that they live high and (as Sir Francis Clerkβs lady told his wife) do lack money as well as other people, and have bribes of a piece of sattin and cabinetts and other things from people that deal with him, and that hardly anybody goes to see or hath anything done by Sir W. Batten but it comes with a bribe, and that this is publicly true that his wife was a whore, and that he had libells flung within his doors for a cuckold as soon as he was married; that he received Β£100 in money and in other things to the value of Β£50 more of Hempson, and that he intends to give him back but Β£50; that he hath abused the Chest and hath now some Β£1,000 by him of it. I met also upon the βChange with Mr. Cutler, and he told me how for certain Lawson hath proclaimed war again with Argier, though they had at his first coming given back the ships which they had taken, and all their men; though they refused afterwards to make him restitution for the goods which they had taken out of them. Thence to my uncle Wightβs, and he not being at home I went with Mr. Norbury near hand to the Fleece, a mum house2155 in Leadenhall, and there drunk mum and by and by broke up, it being about 11 oβclock at night, and so leaving them also at home, went home myself and to bed.
4th. Up, and my new Taylor, Langford, comes and takes measure of me for a new black cloth suit and cloake, and I think he will prove a very carefull fellow and will please me well. Thence to attend my Lord Peterborough in bed and give him an account of yesterdayβs proceeding with Povy. I perceive I labour in a business will bring me little pleasure; but no matter, I shall do the King some service. To my Lordβs lodgings, where during my Ladyβs sickness he is, there spoke with him about the same business. Back and by water to my cousin Scottβs. There condoled with him the loss of my cousin, his wife, and talked about his matters, as attorney to my father, in his administering to my brother Tom. He tells me we are like to receive some shame about the business of his bastarde with Jack Noble; but no matter, so it cost us no money. Thence to the Coffeehouse and to the βChange a while. News uncertain how the Dutch proceed. Some say for, some against a war. The plague increases at Amsterdam. So home to dinner, and after dinner to my office, where very late, till my eyes (which begin to fail me nowadays by candlelight) begin to trouble me. Only in the afternoon comes Mr. Peter Honiwood to see me and gives me 20s., his and his friendsβ pence for my brother John, which, God forgive my pride, methinks I think myself too high to take of him; but it is an ungrateful pitch of pride in me, which God forgive. Home at night to supper and to bed.
5th. Up betimes to my office, busy, and so abroad to change some plate for my father to send today by the carrier to Brampton, but I observe and do fear it may be to my wrong that I change spoons of my uncle Robertβs into new and set a P upon them that thereby I cannot claim them hereafter, as it was my brother Tomβs practice. However, the matter of this is not great, and so I did it. So to the βChange, and meeting Sir W. Warren,
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