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I am an old man who has experienced much. I have been a man of action and have fought for my King and country at sea. I have also read books and studied and pondered and tried to fathom eternal truth. Much good has been shown me and much evil, and the good has never been perfect. There is always some flaw in it, some defect, some imperfection in the divine image, some fault in the angelic song, some stammer in the divine speech. So that the evil still has something to do with every human consignment to this planet of earth.
Oh what have I done? Confusion, so much is confusion! I have tried to guide other rightly, but I have been lost in the infinite sea. Who was blessed me? Who saved me? In the summer of seventy-hundred ninety-seven, in the French wars, in the difficult and dangerous days after the Mutiny at the Nore, in the days when I, Edward Fairfax Vere, commanded the "Indomitable". I, Edward Fairfax Vere, commanded the "Indomitable".
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