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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.
