Regular posts from the diary of John Evelyn

Year: 1643 (Page 2 of 2)

Friday 2 October 1643

but, finding it impossible to evade the doing very unhandsome things, and which had been a great cause of my perpetual motions hitherto between Wotton and London, October the 2d, I obtained a license of his Majesty ((This seems to suggest that he had obtained a previous license. But that now granted evidently did not, like the license issued to James Howell by the Lords of the Council in 1617, include a prohibition to visit Rome (see post, under 4th November, 1644). –AD)), dated at Oxford and signed by the King, to travel again.

Sunday 12 July 1643

I sent my black menage horse (([Horse trained for war in the riding academy. Evelyn’s contemporary, the Duke of Newcastle (see post, under 18th April, 1667), is said to have taken particular pleasure in “ Horses of Mannage,” and Scott makes Edward Waverley familiar with “the arts of the manège” (ch. vii.). The Duke, it may be remembered, wrote two famous works on horsemanship. ] –AD See also Menage – GS))  and furniture with a friend to his Majesty, then at Oxford.

Thursday 4 May 1643

On the 4th I returned, with no little regret, for the confusion that threatened us. Resolving to possess myself in some quiet, if it might be, in a time of so great jealousy, I built by my brother’s permission, a study, made a fish-pond, an island, and some other solitudes and retirements at Wotton; which gave the first occasion of improving them to those waterworks and gardens which afterward succeeded them, and became at that time the most famous of England.

Wotton house and grounds in Surrey. Etching by J. Evelyn, 1653. (Wikipedia)

Saturday 11 March 1643

I went to see my Lord of Salisbury’s Palace at Hatfield, where the most considerable rarity, besides the house (inferior to few then in England for its architecture), were the garden and vineyard, rarely well watered and planted. They also showed us the picture of Secretary Cecil, in Mosaic work, very well done by some Italian hand.

I must not forget what amazed us exceedingly in the night before, namely, a shining cloud in the air, in shape resembling a sword, the point reaching to the north; it was as bright as the moon, the rest of the sky being very serene. It began about eleven at night, and vanished not till above one, being seen by all the south of England. I made many journeys to and from London.

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