Front Cover
 Robinson Crusoe
 Back Cover

Group Title: Aunt Matilda's series
Title: Robinson Crusoe
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00073572/00001
 Material Information
Title: Robinson Crusoe
Series Title: Aunt Matilda's series
Physical Description: 12 p. : col. ill. ; 23 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Defoe, Daniel, 1661?-1731
McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin Brothers & Co.
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: ca. 1869?
Subject: Castaways -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Shipwrecks -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Survival after airplane accidents, shipwrecks, etc -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Imaginary voyages -- 1869   ( rbgenr )
Poems -- 1869   ( rbgenr )
Genre: Imaginary voyages   ( rbgenr )
Poems   ( rbgenr )
fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
General Note: Part I of Robinson Crusoe in verse.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00073572
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: oclc - 16161254

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Robinson Crusoe
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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The Baldwin Library




9NCE within a pleasant home,
...With my parents living,
S I, a happy English boy,
Had no cause for grieving.

But I was not satisfied
In my humble dwelling;
Ever silly thoughts of pride
In my heart were swelling.

Hopes of growing wealthy crushed
Every fond emotion;
I left mother, home, and friends,
For the stormy ocean.

Winds and waves at first seemed fair;
I was quite delighted:
But how soon these prospects rare,
Suddenly were blighted!


I .... ...

Young Robinson having become dissatisfied with the quiet of his
home, determined to go to sea. His parents tried in vain to dissuade him;
he shipped as a sailor. Winds and waves for a while seemed fair, and he
was delighted at the pleasant time in prospect, but he was soon doomed to


Sunny skies were overcast;
Winds and waves were howling,
Like ten thousand angry beasts
Round our vessel prowling.

On a lone aind rocky .shore,
That wild tempest cast us:
Shrieking birds, amid thfe roar
Of the winds, flew past us.
O -. A s :

Oh! that seeming endless night,
How I longed for morning!
S Buit a stifl more fearful sight
Met mne o- its datwniig.I

Of that gallant crew, save me,
Every soul had perished;
With them all the golden dreams
I had fondly cherished.

On that desert isle alone,
No kind friend was near me;
Vainly did I long for one
Human voice to cheer me.

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dawned, young Robinson was the only survivor of that gallant crew; and,
to his sorrow, he found that he was on a desert isle, with no kind friend
near him to offer a helping hand. In vain did he long for one human
voice to cheer him.
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But I did not spend my time
Hopelessly in grieving;
Diligenitly did I seek
For some means of living.

Guns and knives, i-nd tools, and seeds,
Every thing I Tieeded,
From the sinking ship to bring
Carefully I heeded.

In the woods I built a hut
From the storms to shield me; :
There I found some pleasant fruit -
Needful food tW yield me.

Soon some stalks of English wheat
Grew from seeds I'd" planted;
How mi home so, far away
1Then my fancy haunted .

Sometimes bright-htied birds, I shot,;
Or the wild deer hunted;
Till at last in this lone spot,
I grew quite contented.




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He did not spend his time in grieving, but diligently sought some
means of living. He secured from the sinking ship guns, knives, tools,
.seeds, and everything that was necessary. A hut was erected in the woods,
and life was sustained by eating pleasant fruit, until stalks of English wheat
grew from seeds he planted,

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Years wore on, and Robinson Crusoe became a man. He found
plenty of work to keep his mind occupied-made daily excursions around
the island with his gun, and always managed to shoot plenty of game.
He devoted his leisure time to reading and writing,. from which he
derived great comfort.


From the skins of goats and deer
'All my clothes I made me,
; i:d a' cap- with arching front
From the sun to shade me.

But still daily was- my prayer
SOffered up to Heaven
.That some human face might be
For my comfort. given;

He who answers prayer it :last
Sent me what I wanted;
When Id almost. ceased to hope,
This fond wiish was grated.

I had beeli one livelong day
Roaming through my island,
When I reached a pleasant bay
Bordered by a highland.

,, There ,I saw a crowd, 6f imeni
A poor captive dragging,
Who with piteous cries in vain
In the rear seemed lagging.

One morning, at sunrise, he discovered a large number of savages
dancing round a fire; afterwards, they dragged two men out of a canoe,
one of whom was killed, and the other escaped, and ran swiftly towards
him, imploring his protection, He led the poor savage to his cave, where
he fed and clothed him, and named him Friday,


Quick I raised my trusty gun,
Ever true and ready,
Sent destruction in their midst .
By a bullet speedy,

When I hastened to' the spot,
On the ground lay dying
Two of these b:ld- savages;
All the rest were flying.

On the shore, the captive knelt,
With new terror trembling,
But I soothed him, for I felt
Joy witlouif :disselmbling.

I iwas happy from hflit day-; -
,I had found a brother: :
Now no longer did I mourn
Father, home, and mother. ,

Many happy hours we spent,i
Many things I taught him,
Well repaid, for I could see
What delight they brought him.

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After twenty-eight years of solitary life upon the island, he
was, one bright summer morning, rescued by an English merchantman,
which conveyed him and his servant, Friday, to England, where they

arrived January 10, 1705. Children, take heed of your true adviser,

wherever your lot in life is cast, there to be contented.

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One bright day, I saw 'a ship
On the heaving ocean;
How the glad sight stirred my heart
With intense emotion!

When upon her deck we stood
To my joy unboutpded,
By the crew with wo nering eyes
Soon we were surrounded.

To my long-lost home once more,
Safe, that good ship brought me,
And my many perils have
One good lesson taught me;

.iWhere my lot in life is cast,
There to be contented;
F ir F my.- every Miurmuring thought
- :: ::: Sorely was repented.

(Chikreil will you heed, the words
Of your true adviser?
Listen to my tale, and learn
From it, to be wiser.

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