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Aboard the wayworn Fleet blithe sped the night in careless joyaunce recking nought of fear; for the far land which long had ’scaped their sight at length gave tidings, and at last lay near.

Now to take notice ’gins each curious wight of the strange people’s manners, ways, and gear, and much they marvell’ed how the sect misguided o’er Earth’s broad surface far and wide abided.

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