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Charlotte Forten Grimke
May those whose...
May those whose holy task it is,
To guide impulsive youth,
Fail not to cherish in their souls
A reverence for...
Provoking, isn't it?...
Provoking, isn't it? that when one is most in need of sensible words, one finds them not.
Ah, what a...
Ah, what a grand, glorious day this has been. The dawn of freedom which it heralds may not break upon us at once; but...
Let me not...
Let me not forget again that I came not here for friendly sympathy or for anything else but to work, and to work hard....
I wonder that...
I wonder that every colored person is not a misanthrope. Surely we have everything to make us hate...