There is not a village or road that does not behold the sad procession of manacled outcasts whose mournful countenances tell that they are exiled by force from all that their hearts hold dear.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “There is not a village or road that does not behold the sad procession of manacled outcasts whose mournful countenances…”
Editor's note · Context
Du Bois paints a stark picture of the realities faced by enslaved individuals and their families.
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