After lying there about three quarters of an hour, brooding over the singular and mournful lot to which I was doomed, my mind passing over the whole scale or circle of belief and unbelief, from faith in the overruling providence of God, to the blackest atheism, I again took up my journey toward St.
Frederick Douglass: “After lying there about three quarters of an hour, brooding over the singular and mournful lot to which I was doomed, my…”
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While suffering and alone in the woods, Douglass reflects on his desperate condition, experiencing a profound spiritual and existential crisis.
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