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A cat will be a cat still And if ever I fall on it again, I deserve to be undone Apprehension of the King of France's invading us As very a gossip speaking of her neighbours as any body Baited at Islington, and so late home about 11 at night Called at a little ale-house, and had an eele pye Checking her last night in the coach in her long stories Foretelling the draught of water of a ship before she be launche Great deale of tittle tattle discourse to little purpose He is such innocent company Here I first saw oranges grow I do not value her, or mind her as I ought I to bed even by daylight Long petticoat dragging under their men's coats Mightily pleased with myself for the business that I have done Mightily vexed at my being abroad with these women Never fought with worse officers in his life Not being well pleased with her over free and loose company Now very big, and within a fortnight of lying down Out also to and fro, to see and be seen Providing against a foule day to get as much money into my hands Rejoiced over head and ears in this good newes Requisite I be prepared against the man's friendship Sang till about twelve at night, with mighty pleasure Send up and down for a nurse to take the girle home Shy of any warr hereafter, or to prepare better for it So back again home to supper and to bed with great pleasure So home and to supper with beans and bacon and to bed That I may look as a man minding business There did what I would with her There did what 'je voudrais avec' her . . . . Think that we are beaten in every respect This is the use we make of our fathers Took him home the money, and, though much to my grief Unless my too-much addiction to pleasure undo me What itching desire I did endeavour to see Bagwell's wife Young man play the foole upon the doctrine of purgatory