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W.E.B. DuBois, 1903

Within the veil was he born, said I; and there within shall he live,


a Negro and a Negro's son. Holding in that little head


ah, bitterly!


the unbowed pride of a hunted race, clinging with that tiny dimpled hand -- ah, wearily! ---to a hope not hopeless but unhopeful, and seeing with those bright wondering eyes that peer into my soul a land whose freedom is to us a mockery and whose liberty a lie.

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