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Part 1 Confluence O, Captain! Is there golden shore Beyond this golden sea? And will those curving, spotless wings Keep company with me? I know, I know the land I seek Lies far away to lee, And we are sailing with the wind Across a golden sea, But tell me of the golden shore, The world that is to be. And will these saintly, angel wings Be given even me? Robert Woodward Barnwell, Sr. “The Emigrant,” Realities and Imaginations ...

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