Samuel PepysTo my Lord, and with him to White Hall Chappell, where Mr. Calamy preached, and made a good sermon upon these words “To whom much is given, of him much is required.” He was very officious with his three reverences to the King, as others do.
After sermon a brave anthem of Captain Cooke’s, which he himself sung, and the King was well pleased with it.
My Lord dined at my Lord Chamberlain’s, and I at his house with Mr. Sheply. After dinner I did give Mr. Donne; who is going to sea, the key of my cabin and direction for the putting up of my things.
I went to walk, and meeting Mrs. Lane of Westminster Hall, I took her to my Lord’s, and did give her a bottle of wine in the garden, where Mr. Fairbrother, of Cambridge, did come and found us, and drank with us.
I took her to my house, where I was exceeding free in dallying with her, and she not unfree to take it.
Ian Tindale@samuelpepys …your honour
Eva Chanda@samuelpepys
"dallying"??
"dallying"??
Secret Squirrel@echanda @samuelpepys OED: dally, v.
To act or speak sportively, make sport, amuse oneself; to toy, sport, play with, esp. in the way of amorous caresses; to flirt, wanton.
Just say'n.
To act or speak sportively, make sport, amuse oneself; to toy, sport, play with, esp. in the way of amorous caresses; to flirt, wanton.
Just say'n.
Sean G@Secret_Squirrel @echanda @samuelpepys Yeah he definitely had to wash his hands after, I think we can all agree on that.
@samuelpepys What the fuck, dude. And why did you write this down?
Maria Alexander@bragi @samuelpepys That sums up pretty much my feeling of every sexually incriminating diary entry he ever wrote.
KanaMauna@samuelpepys Spoilers.
UncleBeard1978@samuelpepys Is that what they call it these days?
Jess@samuelpepys you can tell not much happened because this is in English.