Doctored

All the morning at Portsmouth, at the Pay, and then to dinner, and again to the Pay; and at night got the Doctor to go lie with me, and much pleased with his company; but I was much troubled in my eyes, by reason of the healths I have this day been forced to drink.

The morning a mouth
and night the doctor
to lie with me,
ease my eyes,
heal this day.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 25 April 1662.

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