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23rd. To church, and so home to my wife; and with her read "Iter
Boreale," [Robert Wild, a Nonconformist Divine, published a poem
in 1660, upon Monk's march from Scotland to London, called "Iter
Boreale," and Wood mentions three others of the same name by
Eades, Corbett, and Marten, it having been a favourite subject at
that time.] a poem, made first at the King's coming home; but I
never read it before, and now like it pretty well, but not so as
it was cried up.
24th. At my Lord Sandwich's, where I was a good while alone with
my Lord; and I perceive he confides in me and loves me as he uses
to do, and tells me his condition, which is now very well; all I
fear is that he will not live within compass. There come to him
this morning his prints of the river Tagus and the City of
Lisbon, which he measured with his own hand, and printed by
command of the King. My Lord pleases himself with it, but
methinks it ought to have been better done than by Jobing.
Besides I put him upon having some took off upon white sattin,
which he ordered presently.


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