Disorderly

Up, and at the office all the morning. Sir W. Batten tells me to my wonder that at his coming to my Lord Ashly, yesterday morning, to tell him what prize-goods he would have saved for the Navy, and not sold, according to the King’s order on the 17th, he fell quite out with him in high terms; and he says, too, that they did go on to the sale yesterday, even of the very hempe, and other things, at which I am astonished, and will never wonder at the ruine of the King’s affairs, if this be suffered. At noon dined, and Mr. Pierce come to see me, he newly come from keeping his Christmas in the country.
So to the office, where very busy, but with great pleasure till late at night, and then home to supper and to bed.

to wonder at order
and never wonder at ruin
this red din I come to see
as pleasure


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 19 January 1667.

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