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		<title>Tarantism</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys: "dancing out of fear is a great disorder water going out with the tide green and cold as old meat we danced and broke to be less like God"]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #dddddd;">Up and to my office, and anon home and to see my wife <span style="color: #000000;">dancing</span> with Pembleton about noon, and I to the Trinity House to dinner and after dinner home, and there met Pembleton, who I perceive has dined with my wife, which she takes no notice of, but whether that proceeds <span style="color: #000000;">out of</span> design, or <span style="color: #000000;">fear</span> to d<span style="color: #000000;">is</span>please me I know not, but it put me into <span style="color: #000000;">a great disorder</span> again, that I could mind nothing but vexing, but however I continued my resolution of going down by <span style="color: #000000;">water</span> to Woolwich, took my wife and Ashwell; and <span style="color: #000000;">going out</span> met Mr. Howe come to see me, whose horse we caused to be set up, and took him <span style="color: #000000;">with</span> us. <span style="color: #000000;">The tide</span> against us, so I went ashore at <span style="color: #000000;">Green</span>wich before, and did my business at the yard about putting things in order as to their proceeding to build the new yacht ordered to be built by Christopher Pett, <span style="color: #000000;">and</span> so to Woolwich town, where at an alehouse I found them ready to attend my coming, and so took boat again, it being <span style="color: #000000;">cold</span>, and I sweating, with my walk, which w<span style="color: #000000;">as</span> very pleasant along the green corne and pease, and most of the way sang, he and I, and eat some c<span style="color: #000000;">old meat</span> we had, and with great pleasure home, and so he took horse again, and Pembleton coming, <span style="color: #000000;">we danced</span> a country dance or two <span style="color: #000000;">and</span> so <span style="color: #000000;">broke</span> up and <span style="color: #000000;">to be</span>d, my mind rest<span style="color: #000000;">less</span> and <span style="color: #000000;">like</span> to be so while she learns to dance. <span style="color: #000000;">God</span> forgive my folly.</span></p>
<p>dancing out of fear<br />
is a great disorder</p>
<p>water going out with the tide<br />
green and cold as old meat</p>
<p>we danced and broke<br />
to be less like God</p>
<p><em><br />
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, <a href="http://www.pepysdiary.com/diary/1663/05/20/" rel="nofollow">Wednesday 20 May 1663</a>, and written under the influence of Agorophobic Nosebleed&#8217;s album</em> <a href="https://agoraphobicnosebleed.bandcamp.com/album/arc">Arc</a>.</p>
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