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Diary of Samuel Pepys — Volume 10: April/May 1661 by Samuel Pepys
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father's and my house, to tell them I could not come home tonight, because
of the dirt, and a coach could not be had. And so after drinking a pot of
ale alone at Mrs. Harper's I returned to Mr. Bowyer's, and after a little
stay more I took my wife and Mrs. Frankleyn (who I proffered the civility
of lying with my wife at Mrs. Hunt's to-night) to Axe-yard, in which at
the further end there were three great bonfires, and a great many great
gallants, men and women; and they laid hold of us, and would have us drink
the King's health upon our knees, kneeling upon a faggot, which we all
did, they drinking to us one after another. Which we thought a strange
frolique; but these gallants continued thus a great while, and I wondered
to see how the ladies did tipple. At last I sent my wife and her
bedfellow to bed, and Mr. Hunt and I went in with Mr. Thornbury (who did
give the company all their wine, he being yeoman of the wine-cellar to the
King) to his house; and there, with his wife and two of his sisters, and
some gallant sparks that were there, we drank the King's health, and
nothing else, till one of the gentlemen fell down stark drunk, and there
lay spewing; and I went to my Lord's pretty well. But no sooner a-bed with
Mr. Shepley but my head began to hum, and I to vomit, and if ever I was
foxed it was now, which I cannot say yet, because I fell asleep and slept
till morning. Only when I waked I found myself wet with my spewing. Thus
did the day end with joy every where; and blessed be God, I have not heard
of any mischance to any body through it all, but only to Serjt. Glynne,
whose horse fell upon him yesterday, and is like to kill him, which people
do please themselves to see how just God is to punish the rogue at such a
time as this; he being now one of the King's Serjeants, and rode in the
cavalcade with Maynard, to whom people wish the same fortune. There was
also this night in King-street, [a woman] had her eye put out by a boy's
flinging a firebrand into the coach. Now, after all this, I can say that,
besides the pleasure of the sight of these glorious things, I may now shut
my eyes against any other objects, nor for the future trouble myself to
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