Flame on!

Sep 03, 2009 08:48

People who don't regularly follow pepysdiary, it's just got to a particularly interesting bit.
At last met my Lord Mayor in Canningstreet, like a man spent, with a handkercher about his neck. To the King's message he cried, like a fainting woman, "Lord! what can I do? I am spent: people will not obey me. I have been pulling down houses; but the fire overtakes us faster than we can do it."

There is some really fine, powerful writing in this entry. Most of the diary is Pepys talking about his fairly petty domestic and work concerns; but when he has something important to write about, he can fly.
... as far as we could see up the hill of the City, in a most horrid malicious bloody flame, not like the fine flame of an ordinary fire. Barbary and her husband away before us. We staid till, it being darkish, we saw the fire as only one entire arch of fire from this to the other side the bridge, and in a bow up the hill for an arch of above a mile long: it made me weep to see it. The churches, houses, and all on fire and flaming at once; and a horrid noise the flames made, and the cracking of houses at their ruins.

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