XII — Of Alexander Crummell

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Then from the Dawn it seemed there came, but faint As from beyond the limit of the world, Like the last echo born of a great cry, Sounds, as if some fair city were one voice Around a king returning from his wars.

TENNYSON

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Chapters

1

The Forethought

2

I — Of Our Spiritual Strivings

3

II — Of the Dawn of Freedom

4

III — Of Mr. Booker T. Washington and Others

5

IV — Of the Meaning of Progress

6

V — Of the Wings of Atalanta

7

VI — Of the Training of Black Men

8

VII — Of the Black Belt

9

VIII — Of the Quest of the Golden Fleece

10

IX — Of the Sons of Master and Man

11

X — Of the Faith of the Fathers

12

XI — Of the Passing of the First-Born

13

XII — Of Alexander Crummell

14

XIII — Of the Coming of John

15

XIV — Of the Sorrow Songs

16

The Afterthought