Part 2

All divided that were bred so long at school together

All may see how slippery places all courtiers stand in

All things to be managed with faction

All the towne almost going out of towne (Plague panic)

Ambassador--that he is an honest man sent to lie abroad

Among many lazy people that the diligent man becomes necessary

An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport

An offer of L500 for a Baronet's dignity

And for his beef, says he, "Look how fat it is"

And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone

And a deal of do of which I am weary

And they did lay pigeons to his feet

And there, did what I would with her

And so to sleep till the morning, but was bit cruelly

And so to bed and there entertained her with great content

And feeling for a chamber-pott, there was none

And with the great men in curing of their claps

And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home

Angry, and so continued till bed, and did not sleep friends

Aptness I have to be troubled at any thing that crosses me

Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so

As much his friend as his interest will let him

As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body

As all other women, cry, and yet talk of other things

As he called it, the King's seventeenth whore abroad

As all things else did not come up to my expectations

Asleep, while the wench sat mending my breeches by my bedside

At least 12 or 14,000 people in the street (to see the hanging)