Blind, old, and lonely, when his country's pride, / The priest, the slave, and the liberticide / Trampled and mocked with many a loathed rite / Of lust and blood; he went, unterrified, /

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And oh, Aunt Em! I'm so glad to be at home again!

And at the end of Journey, megahack James A. Michener saw fit to include an epilogue entitled “Reflections,” a masterpiece of self-delusion.