Up betimes and to my office, and there all the morning, only stepped up to see my wife and her dancing master at it, and I think after all she will do pretty well at it. So to dinner, Mr. Hunt dining with us, and so to the office, where we sat late, and then I to my office casting up my Lord’s sea accounts over again, and putting them in order for payment, and so home to supper and to bed.
sand and my wife
dancing pretty well
dining with the sea
in a minor bed
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 28 April 1663.