WHEN I waked it was broad day, the weather clear, and the storm abated1, so that the sea did not rage and swell2 as before. But that which surprised me most was, that the ship was lifted off in the night from the sand where she lay by the swelling3 of the tide, and was driven up almost as far as the rock which I at first mentioned, where I had been so bruised4 by the wave dashing me against it. This being within about a mile from the shore where I was, and the ship seeming to stand upright still, I wished myself on board, that at least I might save some necessary things for my use.
When I came down from my apartment in the tree, I looked about me again,the first thing I found was the boat, which lay, as the wind and the sea had tossed her up, upon the land, about two miles on my right hand. I walked as far as I could upon the shore to have got to her; but found a neck or inlet of water between me and the boat which was about half a mile broad; so I came back for the present, being more intent upon getting at the ship, where I hoped to find something for my present subsistence.
A little after noon I found the sea very calm, and the tide ebbed6 so far out that I could come within a quarter of a mile of the ship. And here I found a fresh renewing of my grief; for I saw evidently that if we had kept on board we had been all safe-that is to say, we had all got safe on shore, and I had not been so miserable7 as to be left entirety destitute8 of all comfort company as I now was. This forced tears to my eyes again; but as there was little relief in that, I resolved, if possible, to get to the ship; so I pulled off my clothes-for the weather was hot to extremity9-and took the water. But when I came to the ship my difficulty was still greater to know how to get on board; for, as she lay aground, and high out of the water, there was nothing within my reach to lay hold of. I swam round her twice, and t