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Full text of "The Diary Of John Evelyn Vol-2"

1678                              JOHN EVELYN                                125

and his pretty melancholy garden; I took notice of the
largest arbor thuyris I had ever seen. The place is finely
watered, and there are many curiosities of India, shown
in the house.

There was at Weybridge the Duchess of Norfolk, Lord
Thomas Howard (a worthy and virtuous gentleman,
with whom my son was sometime bred in Arundel House),
who was newly come from Rome, where he had been
sometime; also one of the Duke's daughters, by his first
lady. My Lord leading me about the house made no
scruple of showing me all the hiding places for the Pop-
ish priests, and where they said mass, for he was no
bigoted Papist. He told me he never trusted them with
any secret, and used Protestants only in all businesses
of importance.

I went this evening with my Lord Duke to "Windsor,
where was a magnificent Court, it being the first time
of his Majesty's removing thither since it was repaired.

27th August, 1678. I took leave of the Duke, and dined
at Mr. Henry Bruncker's, at the Abbey of Sheene, form-
erly a monastery of Carthusians, there yet remaining one of
their solitary cells with a cross. Within this ample in-
closure are several pretty villas and fine gardens of the
most excellent fruits, especially Sir William Temple's
(lately Ambassador into Holland), and the Lord Lisle's,
son to the Earl of Leicester, who has divers rare pictures,
above all, that of Sir Brian Tuke's, by Holbein.

After dinner I walked to Ham, to see the [house and
garden of the Dnke of Lauderdale, which is indeed in-
ferior to few of the best villas in Italy itself; the house
furnished like a great Prince's; the parterres, flower-
gardens, orangeries, groves, avenues, courts, statues,
perspectives, fountains, aviaries, and all this at the banks
of the sweetest river in the world, must needs be ad-
mirable.

Hence, I went to my worthy friend, Sir Henry Capel
[at Kew], brother to the Earl of Essex; it is an old timber-
house ; but his garden has the choicest fruit of any plan-
tation in England, as he is the most industrious and
understanding in it.

2pth August, 1678. I was called to London to wait
upon the Duke of Norfolk, who having at my sole re-
quest bestowed the Arundelian Library on the Royalmacer-