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 log-book, taking an observation and working out my latitude, I find I am nearing the end of life’s voyage. Soon I may expect to answer, "Aye, aye, Sir," when called higher up aloft, where there are no reefing topsails, no Cape Horn, Cape of Good Hope, or storms of  affliction, sorrow, or grief to double, but where we shall  cruise in the Heavenly Seas above, among the Sunny  Islands of the blest. All hands, rich and poor, high and low, ship-owners and officers, and

On board of the Heavenly Flag Ship, under one loving Lord High Admiral, who ruleth over all, and is no respecter of persons, Shipmates, shall we meet together  there?