Up, and to the office, where all the morning, and at noon home to dinner, and so the like mighty busy, late, all the afternoon, that I might be ready to go to the drawing up of my answer to Middleton to-morrow, and therefore home to supper and to bed.
I hear this day that there is fallen down a new house, not quite finished, in Lumbard Street, and that there have been several so, they making use of bad mortar and bricks; but no hurt yet, as God hath ordered it. This day was brought home my pair of black coach-horses, the first I ever was master of. They cost me 50l., and are a fine pair.
morning like a wing
tomorrow a fallen-down house
not quite finished
making use of bad mortar
but no god this day
brought me a black coach
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 12 December 1668.