W.E.B. Du Bois: “Like all true beauty this thing of dying was so simple, so matter-of-fact.”

Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood.

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?

Such an assumption is the arrogance of peoples irreverent toward Time and ignorant of the deeds of men.

Actively we have woven ourselves with the very warp and woof of this nation,—we fought their battles, shared their sorrow, mingled our blood with theirs, and generation after generation have pleaded with a headstrong, careless people to…