So wofully unorganized is sociological knowledge that the meaning of progress, the meaning of “swift” and “slow” in human doing, and the limits of human perfectability, are veiled, unanswered sphinxes on the shores of science.
Du Bois reflects on the nascent state of sociological understanding, highlighting the profound questions about human progress that remain unanswered.
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So long as the world stands meekly dumb before such questions, shall this nation proclaim its ignorance and unhallowed prejudices by denying freedom of opportunity to those who brought the Sorrow Songs to the Seats of the Mighty?
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Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness.