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 But he sav'd from aboard, an old gun and a sword,

And another odd matter or two, so

That by dint of his thrift he manag’d to shift;

Well done Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

And he happen’d to save from the merciless wave,

A poor parrot, I assure you, 'tis true, so

That when he came home from a merciless roam,

She cry'd, poor Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

He got all the wood that ever he could,

And stuck it together with glue, so

That he made him a hut, wherein he did put

The carcase of Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

He us’d to wear a cap, and a coat with long kaap,

With a beard as long as a Jew, so

That, by all that is civil, he look'd like a devil.

More than poor Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

And then his man, Friday, kept the hut neat & tiddy,

To be sure 'twas his business to do so;

And, friendly together, less like servant than brother,

Liv'd Friday and Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

At last an English sail came within hail,

Then he took to his little canoe, so

That, on reaching the ship, they gave him a trip

Back to the country of Robinson Crusoe.

O poor Robinson, &c.

