Above all, you must hear of the vales he crossed,—the Valley of Humiliation and the Valley of the Shadow of Death.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “Above all, you must hear of the vales he crossed,—the Valley of Humiliation and the Valley of the Shadow of Death.”
Editor's note · Context
This sentence from The Souls of Black Folk continues the allegorical description of the difficult experiences encountered by a young Black person.
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