I was much alarmed at finding the ship gone.  I got up and looked around me, but could not see one of the merchants who landed with me.  I perceived the ship under sail, but at such a distance, that I lost sight of her in a short time.

I leave you to guess at my melancholy reflections in this sad condition:  I was ready to die with grief.  I cried out in agony; beat my head and breast, and threw myself upon the ground, where I lay some time in despair, one afflicting thought being succeeded by another still more afflicting.  I upbraided myself a hundred times for not being content with the produce of my first voyage, that might have sufficed me all my life.  But all this was in vain, and my repentance too late.

At last I resigned myself to the will of God.  Not knowing what to do, I climbed up to the top of a lofty tree, from whence I looked about on all sides, to see if I could discover any thing that could give me hopes.  When I gazed towards the sea I could see nothing but sky and water; but looking over the land I beheld something white; and coming down, I took what provision I had left, and went towards it, the distance being so great, that I could not distinguish what it was.

As I approached, I thought it to be a white dome, of a prodigious height and extent; and when I came up to it, I touched it, and found it to be very smooth.  I went round to see if it was open on any side, but saw it was not, and that there was no climbing up to the top as it was so smooth.  It was at least fifty paces round.

By this time the sun was about to set, and all of a sudden the sky became as dark as if it had been covered with a thick cloud.  I was much astonished at this sudden darkness, but much more when I found it occasioned by a bird of a monstrous size, that came flying toward me.  I remembered that I had often heard mariners speak of a miraculous bird called Roc, and conceived that the great dome which I so much admired must be its egg.  In short, the bird alighted, and sat over the egg.  As I perceived her coming, I crept to the egg, so that I had before me one of the legs of the bird, which was as big as the trunk of a tree.  I tied myself strongly to it with my turban, in hopes that the roc next morning would carry me with her out of this desert island.  After having passed the night in this condition, the bird flew away as soon as it was daylight, and carried me so high, that I could not discern the earth; she afterwards descended with so much rapidity that I lost my senses.  But when I found myself on the ground, I speedily untied the knot, and had scarcely done so, when the roc, having taken up a serpent of a monstrous length in her bill, flew away.

The spot where it left me was encompassed on all sides by mountains, that seemed to reach above the clouds, and so steep that there was no possibility of getting out of the valley.  This was a new perplexity:  so that when I compared this place with the desert island from which the roc had brought me, I found that I had gained nothing by the change.