He heard the hateful clank of their chains; he felt them cringe and grovel, and there rose within him a protest and a prophecy.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “He heard the hateful clank of their chains; he felt them cringe and grovel, and there rose within him a protest and a…”
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From a chapter reflecting on his early life and education, this describes the awakening of his sense of mission in response to the suffering of his people.
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