Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

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Showcasing exemplary elocution in this thought-provoking true story and a crucially informative piece narrated by yours truly.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General)

Transcript

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come saints and sinners hear me tell how pious priests whipped Jack and Nell and women by Children and sell and preach all sinners down to **** and sing off Heavenly Union. They'll be Tim bar Donna like goats gorge down black sheep and strain that Moz array their backs in fine black coats, then seize their Negroes by their throats and choke for heavenly union. Thou church you if you sip a drum and damn you if you steal a lamb Yet Rubble Tony Doll and Sam on human rights and Bread and ham Kidnappers. Heavenly Union. There are loudly talk of Christ Reward and bind his image with a cord and scold and swing. The lash abhorred and sell their brother in the Lord two handcuffed heaven. The union. They'll read and sing a sacred song and make a prayer both loud and long and teach the right and do the wrong. Hailing the brother sister throng with words off Heavenly Union. We wonder how such saints Khun sing or praise the Lord upon the wing who raw and scold and whipped and sting and to their slaves and mammon cling in guilty, conscious union. They'll raise tobacco corn and rye and drive and thieve and cheat and lie and lay up treasures in the sky by making switch and cow skin fly in Hope off heaven Be union that crackle Tony on the skull and preach and roll like patient bull or brain us off. Mischief Ful then sees old Jacob by the wool and pull for Heavenly Union, a roaring rant in sleek man thief who lived on Martin veal and beef yet never would afford relief to needy Sable sons. Off grief was big with heaven. The union love not the world, the preacher said, and winked his eye and shook his head. He seized on Tom and **** and Net, cut short their meat and clothed them bread, yet still loved heaven. The union, another preacher whining, spoke of one whose heart for sinners Brooke. He tied on nanny to Anoke and drew the blood at every stroke and prayed for Heavenly Union. Two others open their iron jaws and wave their Children stealing. Pause. There sat their Children in Google's by stint in Negros Backs and Mawr's. They kept up Heavenly Union, all good from Jack and other takes and entertained there flirts and rakes who dress a sleek as glossy snakes and cram their mouths with sweetened cakes, and this goes down for union.