However, Music And Women I Cannot But

Poorpeoplestaying Intheir Houses Aslong Astill Thevery Fire Touched Them, And Then Running Into Boats Or Clambering From One Pair Of Stair By The Waterside To Another. And Among Other Things, The Poor Pigeons I Perceive Were Loath To Leave Their Houses, But Hovered About The Windows And Balconies Till They Were Some Of Them Burned, Their Wings, And Fell Down.

He That Will Not Stoop For A Pin Will Never Be Worth A Pound.

And It Is A Wonder What Will Be The Fashion After The Plagueisdoneastoperiwigs, Fornobody Will Daretobuy Any Haire For Fear Of The Infectionthat It Had Been Cut Off The Heads Of People Dead Of The Plague.

I Did This Night Promise My Wife Never To Go To Bed Without Calling Upon God, Upon My Knees, In Prayer.

But Me Thought It Lessened My Esteem Of A King, That He Should Not Be Able To Command The Rain.