In the morning to my Lord’s, and there dined with my Lady, and after dinner with Mr. Creed and Captain Ferrers to the Theatre to see “The Chances,” and after that to the Cock alehouse, where we had a harp and viallin played to us, and so home by coach to Sir W. Batten’s, who seems so inquisitive when my house will be made an end of that I am troubled to go thither. So home with some trouble in my mind about it.
In the morning din,
the cock had a harp and violin
played to an inquisitive hen-house end:
to go within.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 27 April 1661.