No ideas but in things

Up early and took my physique; it wrought all the morning well. At noon dined, and all the afternoon, Mr. Hater to that end coming to me, he and I did go about my abstracting all the contracts made in the office since we came into it. So at night to bed.

Up early
to the morning well.
I hate an abstract tract
made at night.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 16 April 1662.

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