Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave (1845 Dublin Webb and Chapman edition) (Q706): Difference between revisions

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(‎Created claim: title page transcription (P15): [1]NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE | OF | FREDERICK DOUGLASS, | AN | AMERICAN SLAVE. | WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. | What, ho!--our countrymen in chains! | The whip on women's shrinking flesh! | Our soil still reddenin...)
(‎Changed claim: title page transcription (P15): [1] NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE | OF | FREDERICK DOUGLASS, | AN | AMERICAN SLAVE. | WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. | What, ho!--our countrymen in chains! | The whip on women's shrinking flesh! | Our soil still reddeni...)
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[1]NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE | OF | FREDERICK DOUGLASS, | AN | AMERICAN SLAVE. | WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. | What, ho!--our countrymen in chains! | The whip on women's shrinking flesh! | Our soil still reddening with the stains, | Caught from her scourging, warm and fresh! | What! mothers from their children riven! |
[1] NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE | OF | FREDERICK DOUGLASS, | AN | AMERICAN SLAVE. | WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. | What, ho!--our countrymen in chains! | The whip on women's shrinking flesh! | Our soil still reddening with the stains, | Caught from her scourging, warm and fresh! | What! mothers from their children riven! |

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First Dublin edition, published in 1845 by Webb and Chapman
  • Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass (1845 Dublin Webb and Chapman edition)
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Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave (1845 Dublin Webb and Chapman edition)
First Dublin edition, published in 1845 by Webb and Chapman
  • Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass (1845 Dublin Webb and Chapman edition)

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[1] NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE | OF | FREDERICK DOUGLASS, | AN | AMERICAN SLAVE. | WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. | What, ho!--our countrymen in chains! | The whip on women's shrinking flesh! | Our soil still reddening with the stains, | Caught from her scourging, warm and fresh! | What! mothers from their children riven! |
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