But that did not altogether press me so much as the possibility that there might be yet some living creature on board, whose life I might not only save, but might, by saving that life, comfort my own to the last degree; and this thought clung so to my heart that I could not be quiet night or day, but I must venture out in my boat on board this wreck; and committing the rest to God’s providence, I thought the impression was so strong upon my mind that it could not be resisted—that it must come from some invisible direction, and that I should be wanting to myself if I did not go.
Me aferré de tal modo a esta idea, que no encontraba reposo ni de día ni de noche y solo pensaba en llegar hasta la nave en mi bote. Me encomendé a la Providencia de Dios, sabiendo que el impulso era tan fuerte que no podía resistirme a él, que debía provenir de algún invisible designio y que me arrepentiría si no lo hacía.