Great Harangue by King at Southam (miserable village, recently plundered ?how many days ago? by Parliament; the fat wife wailing over the loss of Hens, demanding redress, ignored/mocked by King & co) – King’s speech, a monument of aggrieved self-pity, as a Robber, captured, will shout: Who accuseth me? I d-d-d-did not, Charles says, alter the t-t-t-true Protestant religion, the laws of England, the l-l-l-l-liberties of the subject, &c. Nor am I employing f-f-f-foreigners in my Army (which must come as a Shock to Rupert), or P-p-p-p-papists (a shock to the Papists here).