Blogging: 1666

In silent night when rest I took,
For sorrow neer I did not look,
I waken'd was with thundring nois
And Piteous shreiks of dreadfull voice.
That fearfull sound of fire and fire,
Let no man know is my Desire.
I, starting up, the light did spye,
And to my God my heart did cry
To strengthen me in my Distresse
And not to leave me succourlesse.
Then coming out beheld a space,
The flame consume my dwelling place.

--From Upon the burning of our house--

Reading about the lives of other people, who would want to do that? And who would want to give out their personal information?

Fireworks: 1666

Above twelve thousand houses were burnt down, with the greatest part of the furniture and merchandise that was in them. All means used to stop it proved ineffectual; though the blowing up of houses was the most effectual of any.

--From History of his own Times--

Sometimes you fight fire with fire, sometimes you fight fire with explosives.