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Thence home, and there I to my chamber, having a great many books brought me home from my bookbinder’s, and so I to the new setting of my books against the next year, which costs me more trouble than I expected, and at it till two o’clock in the morning, and then to bed, the business not being yet done to my mind. This evening come Mr. Mills and his wife to see and sit and talk with us, which they did till 9 o’clock at night, and then parted, and I to my books.
going to burn in the burnyard a dog would save me
worse than my last night’s mouth the corn-ordinary world I scorn
being infinite as my desire of seeing in and with the night
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 14 January 1668.