We have had terrible rains these two or three days. I intended to dine at lord treasurer's, but went to see lady Abercorn, who is come to town, and my lord; and I dined with them, and visited lord treasurer this evening. His porter is mending.
She is the Uriah Heep of society, humbling herself before the Church and the Law, whispering sweetly her vow to honor and obey, hugging her chains as a chattel and a slave.
God ſir be a man, / Thinke euery bearded fellow, that's but yoak'd, / May draw with you, […]
It is she, they say, who is waving festival lanterns down there, making such beautiful sea-lights.
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