Avery Fine City; The Four Principal Streets

I Saw The Cloud, Though I Did Not Foresee The Storm.

Tis Very Strange Men Should Be So Fond Of Being Wickeder Than They Are.

I Was Born In The Year 1632, In The City Of York, Of A Good Family, Tho' Not Of That Country, My Father Being A Foreigner Of Bremen, Who Settled First At Hull; He Got A Good Estate By Merchandise, And Leaving Off His Trade, Lived Afterward At York, From Whence He Had Married My Mother, Whose Relations Were Named Robinson, A Very Good Family In That Country, And From Whom I Was Called Robinson Kreutznaer; But By The Usual Corruption Of Words In England, We Are Now Called, Nay We Call Ourselves, And Write Our Name Crusoe, And So My Companions Always Call'd Me.

These Reflections Made Me Very Sensible Of The Goodness Of Providence To Me, And Very Thankful For My Present Condition, With All Its Hardships And Misfortunes ; And This Part Also I Cannot But Recommend To The Reflection Of Those Who Are Apt, In Their Misery, To Say, Is Any Affliction Like Mine? Let Them Consider How Much Worse The Cases Of Some People Are, And Their Case Might Have Been, If Providence Had Thought Fit.

How Strange A Checker-work Of Providence Is The Life Of Man!