Fredrick Douglass

​“The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved..." (Douglass)
"There were no beds give the slaves, unless one coarse blanket be considered such, and none but men and women had these." (Douglass 27)
"It's struck me with awful force. It was the blood-stained gate, the enterance to the hell of slavery..." (Douglass 24