I See It Is Impossible For The

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.

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.

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

As Happy A Man As Any In The World, For The Whole World Seems To Smile Upon Me!

I Do Still See That My Nature Is Not To Be Quite Conquered, But Will Esteem Pleasure Above All Things, Though Yet In The Middle Of It, It Has Reluctances After My Business, Which Is Neglected By My Following My Pleasure. However Musique And Women I Cannot But Give Way To, Whatever My Business Is.