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It Was A Glorious Resurrection, From The Tomb Of Slavery, To The Heaven Of Slavery. My Long-crushed Spirit Rose, Cowardice Departed, Bold Defiance Took Its Place; And I Now Resolved That, However Long I Might Remain A Slave In Form, The Day Had Passed Forever When I Could Be A Slave In Fact.

To Drag A Man In Fetters Into The Grand Illuminated Temple Of Liberty, And Call Upon Him To Join You In Joyous Anthems, Were Inhuman Mockery And Sacrilegious Irony.

Everybody Has Asked The Question . . . 'what Shall We Do With The Negro?' I Have Had But One Answer From The Beginning. Do Nothing With Us! Your Doing With Us Has Already Played The Mischief With Us. Do Nothing With Us!

I Love The Religion Of Christianity - Which Cometh From Above - Which Is A Pure, Peaceable, Gentle, Easy To Be Entreated, Full Of Good Fruits, And Without Hypocrisy.

I Have Observed This In My Experience Of Slavery, - That Whenever My Condition Was Improved, Instead Of Its Increasing My Contentment, It Only Increased My Desire To Be Free, And Set Me To Thinking Of Plans To Gain My Freedom. I Have Found That, To Make A Contented Slave, It Is Necessary To Make A Thoughtless One. It Is Necessary To Darken His Moral And Mental Vision, And, As Far As Possible, To Annihilate The Power Of Reason. He Must Be Able To Detect No Inconsistencies In Slavery; He Must Be Made To Feel That Slavery Is Right; And He Can Be Brought To That Only When He Ceased To Be A Man.