{"id":64445,"date":"2020-06-27T12:28:14","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:28:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=64445"},"modified":"2020-06-27T12:28:14","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:28:14","slug":"reading-samuel-pepys-in-time-of-plague","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/reading-samuel-pepys-in-time-of-plague\/","title":{"rendered":"Reading Samuel Pepys in Time of Plague"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sex, war, profit,<br \/>\nmore sex, court intrigue,<br \/>\nmore profit, merriment, mirth<br \/>\nand, yes, the sickly towne <\/p>\n<p>Sad, sickly time<br \/>\nill news, sad stories<br \/>\npoor sicke people with plasters<br \/>\nthe dead<\/p>\n<p>Never been lived so merrily<br \/>\nor got so much<br \/>\nLet us dance and<br \/>\nbe joyful the shops are open again<\/p>\n<p>When you have seen one plague<br \/>\nyou have seen them all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sex, war, profit, more sex, court intrigue, more profit, merriment, mirth and, yes, the sickly towne Sad, sickly time ill news, sad stories poor sicke people with plasters the dead Never been lived so merrily or got so much Let us dance and be joyful&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":778,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-64445","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64445","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/778"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64445"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64445\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":64668,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64445\/revisions\/64668"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64445"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64445"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64445"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}