The Further Adventures of Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe Chapter 8 Page 14

myself soon after, and then had a most dreadful pain in my stomach not to be described — not like the colic, but a gnawing, eager pain for food; and towards night it went off with a kind of earnest wishing or longing for food. I took another draught of water with sugar in it; but my stomach loathed the sugar and brought it all up again; then I took a draught of water without sugar, and that stayed with me; and I laid me down upon the bed, praying most heartily that it would please God to take me away; and composing my mind in hopes of it, I slumbered a while, and then waking, thought myself dying, being light with vapours from an empty stomach.

I recommended my soul then to God, and then earnestly wished that somebody would throw me into the into the sea.

“All this while my