The more beautiful and charming were the smiles of nature, the more horrible and desolate was my condition.
Frederick Douglass: “The more beautiful and charming were the smiles of nature, the more horrible and desolate was my condition.”
Editor's note · Context
Douglass describes the painful irony where the beauty of nature only served to highlight the desolation and horror of his enslaved existence.
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