I Did This Night Promise My Wife

Before I Went To Bed, I Sat Up Till 2 A-clock In My Chamber, Reading Of Mr. Hooke's Microscopical Observations, The Most Ingenious Book That I Ever Read In My Life.

At The Royall Oake Taverne, I Drank A Sort Of French Wine Called Ho Bryan, That Hath A Good And Most Particular Taste That I Never Met With.

Music [is] A Science Peculiarly Productive Of A Pleasure That No State Of Life, Publick Or Private, Secular Or Sacred; No Difference Of Age Or Season; No Temper Of Mind Or Condition Of Health Exempt From Present Anguish; Nor, Lastly, Distinction Of Quality, Renders Either Improper, Untimely, Or Unentertaining.

I Know Not How To Abstain From Reading.

I See It Is Impossible For The King To Have Things Done As Cheap As Other Men.