The passing of a great human institution before its work is done, like the untimely passing of a single soul, but leaves a legacy of striving for other men.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “The passing of a great human institution before its work is done, like the untimely passing of a single soul, but leaves…”
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This passage reflects on the enduring impact when significant human endeavors conclude prematurely, leaving tasks for future generations.
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