On the recordJanuary 1, 1903
Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness.”
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This is an author's direct appeal to the reader at the beginning of his seminal work, expressing his hope for its impact.
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