All the morning at home among my workmen. At noon Mr. Creed and I went to the ordinary behind the Exchange, where we lately were, but I do not like it so well as I did. So home with him and to the office, where we sat late, and he did deliver his accounts to us.
The office being done I went home and took pleasure to see my work draw to an end.
I am my work:
at noon, an ordinary hang.
Like the liver I took
pleasure to see
draw to an end.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 13 May 1661.