by Frederick Douglass (1818 - 1895)

In the midst of thousands
Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRE
There I was in the midst of thousands, and yet a perfect stranger;
without home and without friends, in the midst of thousands of my own brethren —
children of a common Father,
and yet I dared not to unfold to any one of them my sad condition.
I was afraid to speak to any one for fear of speaking to the wrong one,
and thereby falling into the hands of money-loving kidnappers,
whose business it was to lie in wait for the panting fugitive,
as the ferocious beasts of the forest lie in wait for their prey.


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  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Au milieu de milliers", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2018-03-15
Line count: 8
Word count: 98