Day of mourning

Lay long, the bells ringing, it being holiday, and then up and all the day long in my study at home studying of shipmaking with great content till the evening, and then came Mr. Howe and sat and then supped with me. He is a little conceited, but will make a discreet man. He being gone, a little to my office, and then home to bed, being in much pain from yesterday’s being abroad, which is a consideration of mighty sorrow to me.

bells ringing all day long on one ration of sorrow


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 30 May 1664.

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