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Up from the crass and crushing and cringing of his caste leaped the lone majesty of kings long dead.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “Up from the crass and crushing and cringing of his caste leaped the lone majesty of kings long dead.”
Editor's note · Context
Du Bois evokes a sense of historical pride and the resilience of the oppressed in this passage.
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